Off they go. This is a transition chapter, showing the time between leaving the camp and arriving at what will most assuredly be some sort of town with some sort of inn and some sort of hubbub going on around the streets.

The group — Moiraine, Lan, Perrin, and Loial — follows Rand’s trail. Lan stays far ahead and sets his own clues for the group to follow; a snapped twig here, a pile of pebbles there. Perrin comments that the guy has 100 different types of clues and Moiraine knows each one. Sad for Lan, though, that Moiraine doesn’t know her way around Lan’s dick. lol. I’m such a child.

Moiraine mentions someone named Myrelle, a Green Ajah whom Lan needs to bring a “package” to some day and I’m loling all over again!

As they wind through the twisty paths down the mountains, they eat raw rabbits and rocks and dirt and worms and poison berries for breakfast. Perrin and Loial lie on their bellies catching fish one day. Moiraine asks to learn, and as a beginner catches three fatass fish right away! Perrin is grumpy, and Loial is like “she’s Aes Sedai, dude, she’s cheating”.

They continue winding down the mountains and Perrin stays grumpy, mostly because Moiraine is making him and Loial do all sorts of grunt work while she lazes around flicking the bean. They finally make it to a little village at the base of the mountains called Jarra. Perrin can still sense the wolves…

This book is going to be all about Perrin and the wolves, isn’t it? As much as I don’t mind him dominating as a point-of-view character so far, I think the wolf stuff is a little dull. Hopefully it picks up! I have 12 more books to read after this. Blech.