Bramblepoint No one knows

His ragged ears were pushed back on his skull, catching the words she spoke behind him. Broken Antler Fen? Adrastos had a feeling that she was giving him the name of her pack and not just the name of a place. It had been quite a long time since the scarred male had belonged to a pack and he had never belonged to a normal pack, at that. He thought that he might like to be part of a community again, but maybe a more loving, less warlike one? He wasn't sure...

"Ah lady...I hail from far, far away from here. A place you're lucky to be quite a distance removed from..." He shook himself lightly. Thinking of it now sent uncomfortable pinpricks down his spine. "I've been a loner these past two and a half years, recently come to these lands."