Totoka River who wouldn't wanna be me

"Always a nice swim," Luke replied with a grin. Even cold water was not enough to deter the arctic hybrid, whose coat was insulated enough that the cold was seldom a bother. "Nice to meet you, Kitus," he commented next, and though the sentiment was genuine he was a bit disappointed he would not be regaled with another song. The blue-nosed wolf was about to sing again himself, but his the other male had a question for him, and it was one that Luke did not have much of an answer to.

"I haven't been around here long myself. I can tell you that there's a pack on the plateau," he gestured toward the Blacktail pack, "one at the caldera further southeast, and one in a dark wood full of crows that should be avoided." It was not much but perhaps it would be helpful. "Are you looking for something specific?" Luke queried.