Lion Head Mesa I found something in the woods somewhere.

He was not much for conversation, this one. But fortunately for him, or unfortunately depending on how you look at it, Luke was quite okay with carrying the conversation by himself. "Thanks," he said with a dip of his head. Good luck? Everyone needed some of that, too much of life was dependent on it. "So I take it you're heading to see Fox and Peregrine. Plan on living the life at the caldera? Because if not..." He trailed off, waiting for a response. One moment ago he had decided not to bring up the subject of Harlyn's pack, but now in this moment he had decided that he could not, in good conscious, pass up the opportunity if this wolf was not promised to the caldera.