The Wall -- echoes of thundering hooves

And I'll wait on Pema before I do anything else. :)

It seemed that the older gentleman understood her reasoning and it assuaged her churning stomach.  Feelings conflicted inside of her — she never had left the plains of Eirann and had always been a pack wolf but to steal a glimpse into the life of another while feeling like an outsider the entire time was not something she was to be fond of.  

She makes no effort to disobey the nurturing yet commanding tone of the other and makes herself as comfortable as she can given how she feels at the moment.

Ours was similar in nature, but our territory was fluid.  We were somewhat nomadic and shared land with other packs, hunting grounds, sometimes breeding rights.  Occasionally issues would arise as is natural and we would relocate.  The mountains were a nice barrier and they were also a nice escape.