"Furthermore, there's marshland on the other side of these hills. No one can even live near it, because the mist produces ill humors." "Ill humors?" "Yes.The entire place is encircled in thick forest, too." She lowered her voice. "They say there are wolves there,the size of humans." "I like wolves," Dougal said mildly. "The larger, the better." She blinked. "They're great sport for hunting. And I am an hunter." He glanced across her, lingering at certain areas. "As you may have guessed."