I promise I can be nice

Chaska smiled at the she wolf as she left, but is slowly disappeared when she was gone, replaced with confusion. It wasn't everyday he met a wolf of a different language. Only a few times had he done so, but they were mostly unsocial to foreigners. This one was...different. Though she would learn overtime. At least, he hoped so. Or it would be a bit harder in this pack, for all of them.

He too turned, but in the opposite direction, and went on his way, heading away from the falls. He had had enough for one day. This was beginning to become a normal routine for him, and he liked the idea of that.