Wapun Meadow and every night my mind is running around her

She blinked when the male labeled her as neighbor, wondering if he made his home near Easthollow. But, it seemed,  he was not a loner after all. A recent joiner, then, one Poppy hadn't noticed; nor had she picked up his scent around the pack lands. She ought to be more vigilant, surely, and she responded with a surprised, "oh!" 

He asked next for a description of Murdock, on which she thought for a moment before complying. "he's big and brown - like a tree. and his eyes are different colours, though it's hard to see unless you really look." She offered, hoping it would be a fitting description of the man. She wasn't sure exactly when it had been that she noticed his eyes; perhaps when she felt comfortable enough to look at them for more than a fleeting moment.