The Sunspire the next generation

He confirmed with ease, and had evidently picked up on her phrasing. She flicked an ear and considered how much she felt like explaining. By his mentioning of it, she would already take to her assumptions. "A traveler can have many purposes," she wrote off, and opted to let the subject shift.

Too many packs, if she was concerned -- for it seemed that the second that got rid of one neighbor, a new one appeared somewhere else. Granted, she understood that the mountain itself kept some away as it was, but she did concern herself with the nearby buffer zones. She hinted her distaste for with a soft grunt, and thought to remark that at least he had a nose to notice all the wolf packs for himself. She still didn't see why exactly that had brought him to her door. "There are many, but it was not always that way.." She had remembered the Wilds practically devoid of packs when she had first wandered upon it. Now it practically boomed with wolf-life. "Seasons have been mild and the lands fruitful," she shrugged, knowing it had to be temporary. Living had been easy, considering. "Do you come from far away? What else of here.. intrigues you?" she had to ask. Surely, the proximity of the packs was not the most noteworthy thing he'd found.