Otter Creek get ready to roll

He answered, simple and easy. Her ears flicked forward to cup and catch that response, and the comment afterwards. "No," She confirmed, but did not elaborate. It was obvious that the wolves of the Spire were successful in providing for themselves as her fur was flush and full, no hint of bone showing. They would bulk up, make sure they were insulated well for this Winter and that their teeth would not be dull when it came time to kill over to ensure their survival.

"Roaming or searching?" Similar words and yet there was enough difference between them for her to ask which had brought him here. She watched his eyes flicker to the mountain behind her and subtly, her posture shifted, a fierce pride in her eyes before it was hidden away again. Few could match her love of the mountainous home save for perhaps Tonravik and Echelon. Nanuk was a wolf who enjoyed the challenging terrain, though she knew some were softer than she was. She hid all that though and instead watched him further, ears rotating now to listen to the world around them.