Blacktail Deer Plateau The Gathering of the Clouds

Maybe he should just dare to go up and if he found an actual border then he could just scram...  Or not.  He'd been spotted by someone, and he paused his investigation to find out who that was.  

She was the owner of one of the scents, and he wasn't sure what to read into her pose.  Did that mean they were just camping out here and would move on?  Surely if it was a real pack she'd have been more assertive or something -- Mal would be, at least.  Instead, he'd keep himself neutral too instead of just skulking off or whatever he'd otherwise do.  He probably had more trust in wolves that belonged to a pack or group being always unfriendly than he had hope of them being cool.  He wouldn't push his luck because it was easier to leave that way.

I was looking to uh.  Look.  How else could he explain it. Blink.  That's your family or whatever? nose point uphill, he still wasn't sure if that was the right term either, and his mild confusion probably was easy to see, but if it was maybe not a pack... There used to be nobody here, I wanted to see around from farther up.  He pretty much expected she'd tell him to just piss off and suddenly try to march him farther away or something.