Ocean's Breath Plateau until his feet bleed and

He certainly was a chatty one, Speedy thought sarcastically. It didn't matter, though; she wasn't deterred by such things. He told her that he came here to look at the ocean, and she was once again confused as to why he would care if he hated the beach, but then he went on to explain he was scouting. So, it seemed she had stumbled upon another scout, although the last one she had met was a bit more friendly. 

Interesting. He didn't smell like any pack wolf she had met, so what was his reason for scouting? Maybe that's just what he called exploring? Either way, she looked at him curiously and asked, Who are you scouting for? She realized the question seemed pretty nosy, so to clarify, she added, I mean, you just don't smell like a pack wolf, so I was just curious about your reasons for scouting. She certainly understood the draw to explore; she had spent most of her time lately doing the same thing and was dreading having to join a pack in the winter for survival, but she never called it scouting. To her, that implied gathering info for someone.