Lost Creek Hollow Exploring new lands

Ilya let out a huff of breath, her tail wagging proudly, her chest puffing out. She sat, tongue lolling, as the male spoke to her once again.

"The others?" She questioned, head tilting. "You mean the rest of the pack? They are everywhere. You must search for them," the black fae's eyes glinted with mischief, but she meant no harm by it. "You will surely cross paths with them often. Our ranks are growing rather quickly, since I've joined. Our meetings are often and you'll hunt with many other wolves. All you need to do is be active in pack activities and your own duties," she informed him, winking. "You will find them."