Moonspear Come back my love

FitzDutiful seemed... distracted. His ears tipped, curious as to what was going on in the back of this wolf's head, but he made no comment towards it. Instead, he considered the silver male's question. Were there tunnels or passes that lead through the moonspear? He considered his night when he'd traveled these parts looking for shelter from an oncoming storm. "A few caves here and there, but I'm not certain about passes. It would be far easier to travel over these parts than to risk navigating below." Or at least, those were his thoughts.

He wasn't entirely certain as to how much this wolf was listening. Somewhat cautious, Kerosene took a few steps closer, but otherwise gave the alpha a wide berth so he might have whatever space he needed to think. It wasn't long, however, before another wolf joined them. Female. FitzDutiful quickly greeted her as "Fox," and Kerosene dipped his head in her direction, a silent greeting as the silver wolf asked if there was any news on "she." Whoever she was.

"Is something amiss?" he asked, wanting to get to the bottom of it. With a little more information, they might be able to be of more assistance.