Northstar Vale tuesday, the seventeenth, bright lights and camaraderie

Now that he was within spitting distance, he could get a better look at her. She was a pretty little thing, though from what he could tell, the personality she possessed was colder than the warm reds of her coat. Not mean, but the alpha's daughter seemed distant, as he had noticed on his more lazy days of watching the group interact from a distance. Even now she was quiet, but the wag of her tail and genuine curiosity gave him a mild surprised; he had expected her to be more annoyed than intrigued. 

"Explode. Lit-er-al-ly. You know mountains? My old man saw one explode. Killed just about everyone, dead, gone, kaboom. Any of these mountains around us could explode, or I could, anyone could really."

He lifted his nose to the air and sampled it; after smelling nothing of interested, he returned his gaze to the younger wolf. "You're Indy? Doesn't matter, you're grandpa, got a little white on your chin there."