Moonspear wilding like that coyote

Rannoch nodded, satisfied with the information that the newcomer disclosed. If Dirge were a friend of sorts with Hydra, then Rannoch felt as though he could be trusted. "I think you made a good choice," he quipped. Rannoch had learned firsthand of how cruel the Winter could be without the support of a pack, and he was happy to be settled no that the colder months were inbound. 

"Not yet," replied Rannoch. It had been a relatively quiet morning, and he was thankful for a break from all the excitement. "But, you never know what we'll cross now that I've said that," he mused with a wag of his tail. 

"I've been out for most of the morning, though," and surprisingly, nothing had seemed out of the ordinary, "But, I'm not opposed to continuing along for a while longer if you'd like to join me?" ​