Fairspell Meadow If there’s a wrong road, I’m damn sure gonna take it

He shook his head at her question, pushing himself into a sitting position with a wince.  "No offense, but I'm more worried about me.  Pack wolves sometimes don't like loners hangin around.  Would hate for some of your buddies to show up and take offense."  

He'd want to move on soon, but another question crossed his mind.  No sense taking chances.  "Which way is home? Just so I know where not to go."  He'd steer clear of there if possible.  Generally he didn't mind riling up a packie or two, but he had no desire to get any sorer today. The storm, while exhilarating, was thrashing enough.