Blackbeak Bluff I know who I am when I'm alone

Njal quietly scrutinized the girl and her rabbit offering, not moving to take it despite finding a great appeal in the prize. He listened to her with a sullen expression on his face, impassive like a mountain stone, and then moved to swiftly grab it with his teeth. He brought it close, laying a paw across it as if to lay claim. "That is kind of you." Unseasonably kind. He would have been suspicious if it had been anyone else - and was a bit concerned for her intentions regardless - but Aria seemed like a sweet, coy girl. She probably had no idea what to expect from the Saltwater wolves.

"There is another pack besides this one. Further up the coast, a bit north. Unless they failed to form by winter time -" He cast a glance that way, as if he had all-seeing eyes, but then gave a shrug and settled back to looking upon the girl. "I'm not sure what they were calling themselves, but the leader was a nice enough guy. If your group is looking for friends, I suggest visiting them." Sebastian had moved on from the Dragoncrest Cliffs by now, but Njal did not know this. He assumed the group was simply reclusive.