Tormented Tarns slipping away

The other wolf seemed to suddenly change his tone, willing to leave if that was what Kaertok wished. And indeed it was. With a pointed look to the stranger and a thrust of his muzzle, the boy urged the black wolf to keep moving. Sungiwok was not interested in small talk or making friends with the locals. In fact, he wasn't even sure what he was interested in. He just knew this wasn't it.

Provided the darker wolf moved on, Kaertok would remain where he was and watch until the stranger was out of sight.