Not My Cup Of Tea

After a moment, she revealed her purpose within this world. Or, if not her purpose, than her current calling. Traveling with other wolves. Looking for a new home. He lifted a wolven brow, curious if only because he'd not encountered too many caravan's in his time. They certainly weren't unheard of. Packs tended to relocate whenever their territory suffered from misfortune. There was no point in staying in a place that could not provide for its people.

"Any luck finding anything yet?" he asked. "Any prospects?" Curious, mostly. He'd covered a fair amount of ground in this region and there were a number of areas that could lend itself to a sizable pack. If a new pack was looking to settle somewhere, he was interested in knowing what they thought about their options. What kind of real-estate where they in the market for?

Watching her, he noted the way she shivered. Down there and farther from the sun? It was a small wonder that the breeze sent a chill down her spine. "Sunlight's a little more direct up here," he said, stepping aside so that she had the room to join him on his rock if she so desired. He wasn't sure whether or not she'd take him up on his offer, but her eyes flicked to him all the same as she asked another question. 

Did he have family in the area? "No. I'm on my own." A lone wolf through and through. "Not sure where I'll end up yet." Somewhere. That much he knew. He'd find a place that would work for now and if that was not enough, he'd find something else, something different later.