Duck Lake Settling the debts.

Constantine. That was an interesting name. Safka idly wonders if the man had ridiculous nicknames foisted onto him, but extinguishes that thought quickly. Constantine, whoever he exactly was, quietly exuded competence. He doesn't see how anyone could tease him and get away with it. He nods half-heartedly at Aura's response. If he had noticed any nearby packs, he'd forgotten.

As Aura had already put forwards her own questions, he feels a tad guilty about saying, well, anything. Secretly, Safka doubts that Constantine is a scout. He if had to ask the man about his rank, he'd ask about something higher— perhaps even an alpha. "It might be obvious, but Aura and I, we're searching for a pack to join," He hastily puts in, wanting to get to the bone of the situation as quick as possible.