The Sunspire the ones to whom the sunlight shines

The Spire spoke for itself for those that could listen, so there was much that she did not need to say.

Already she had mentioned to him that they were a small gathering of wolves here. Scent surely confirmed this for him, and maybe did well to play in her benefit for him. A massive pack could be overwhelming and even a burden on the ecosystem itself -- not something she wished to be a part of here.

But there was a need for a balance. They still needed new faces, especially with some having left recently. The mountain pack's dynamic had room for a shift here and now, here in their second summer, change could abound if the right circumstances were met. Amekaze was interested in seeing it through.

She observed him quietly and enjoyed the cool stream. Her paws just touched the water's edge, and another step deeper took her up to her ankles. She stayed even as he moved aside and shook out his coat, but her expression shifted, vaguely amused; she wouldn't judge. "What do you think so far?" she asked, quietly. Notably, she was prying for his thoughts on the pack itself -- what did he even want to know more of? She would start where logical, then work towards the dynamics here. "The forests thicken this way, and a lake further up. Even higher, the paths are mostly stone." she said, appropriate gestures in the directions as she spoke of them, all while gauging his interest.