Razorback Ridge nine names

Her ears were eagerly towards him as she listened. The red-furred wolf ended up saying far more than she had originally anticipated. Information was useful to her, though, so she let him give as much as he would allow. "You have interacted with them up close for yourself, then?" She only knew them by scent, and hardly more than rumor, not anything more than that. It seemed he had more than that. Had the pack caused trouble elsewhere..? Or at the very least, made their presence more known? She was not well-versed in the news beyond the mountain range itself at all.

She was eager to glean information on their numbers, and if she could be so lucky, their ranks and otherwise. He suggested in his words they may not allow this easily, and this was noted. Still, she wondered what had inspired them, foreign wolves which had come out of essentially nowhere, to settle here of all places. The flatlands were not that appealing on the grand scheme of it (to her), although obviously something worked enough to make them stay.