Northstar Vale I'm ready, Slick, are you?

Grayday's ears flickered in worry. For a moment, he nearly forgot what they were there for and asked, "Is he ever coming back?" A beat later, though, he let out a huff, effectively dismissing the question.

"I'm Grayday, from the pack down the mountain, and these are my packmates, Catori and Pema. We're here about a tresspasser that was found on our land," he said calmly, though irritation was certainly running rampant in his mind. "A wolf that identified himself as Mouse Ostrega, from this pack."

He glanced at Pema, verifying that this was the proper name as he said it. She'd told him about the encounter after he'd calmed down, but even this far removed from the event, he found himself unable to recall details without anger flaring up in his chest. Generally, he tried not to think too hard on it.

"Do you know him?" he asked, his voice grave.