Whitewater Gorge i don't know nothing about mopeds

and there she was! easy was not hard to spot, what with her patchy grey pelt. tegan had never met someone who looked so different from other wolves-- aside from towhee, maybe. but either way, he saw her and stood to go greet her with a few waves of his grey tail. "wassup easy-peasy-lemon-squeezey," he barked, and then dipped down immediately to shove his nose in the snow and figure out what she was talking about. he raised up, giving a light sneeze and shake of his head to clear to cold from it.

"nope," he said brightly, not even taking the time to process the scent, "not ringing any bells-- oh wait, actually." a few seconds in and tegan realized that maybe he did recognize it. he scrunched up his face for a minute. was that... fiadh? "actually it kinda smells like my sister-- she's got some weird neck friend," he shared with a shake of his pelt. it didn't seem particularly interesting to him. as a quick add on, he pricked his ears and said, "she claims it attracts bears but... that's a lie, i haven't seen it attract a single bear."