Whitefish River Misty Morning

When the male, Koda, asked for clarification, Peregrine paused and then looked around himself conspicuously a moment before returning his blue-green eyes to the other wolf. "Do you see any other plateaus...?" He punctuated this playful jab with a quiet laugh. "Yes, Blacktail Deer Plateau."

And just like that, Peregrine found himself trying to uphold a conversation with a stranger, which was neither his forte nor really among his interests. "Uh." He shifted. "Have you ever fished before?" He wasn't really one for hunting with outsiders, yet fishing wasn't the same as hunting, really. Maybe this dude had some skills and experience Peregrine could borrow, in the name of his project.