Silvertip Mountain The Big Beginning

Very sorry, school got hectic with midterms being this week. And I went back to edit my last post as well.

Despite the fact that she had just started the conversation, she was almost anxious to end it. Her priority right now was to learn the land, not make friends. At least, not yet. She knew she would eventually form another bond, though she shuddered internally to even consider it. The memories were still fresh in her mind. Though she was looking around, her ears remained angled towards the other to show she was, in fact still listening to his words. Vanora hardly cared if she was coming off as rude. This was just her nature.

"I'm doing well. Just surveying the land to familiarize myself." She made a point to shift her gaze more to emphasize this point. "And no, I have not yet met any others. You and Fitz are the only ones I have spoken with." She knew these were questions that would not be answered in a single word. She figured he was doing this on purpose, an attempt to bring her out of her shell. Though it did force her to use more words than she would have liked, her shell was not an issue here. She did not exactly have one, she was just a slightly more solitary creature, at least as far as the ever social wolf goes.

"Pleased to meet you, Chaska." She looked at him, pausing her scanning. Vanora nodded to him in a more formal greeting than she had originally given him. "My name is Vanora Aberfa, though Vanora will suffice." She always gave her surname, though she also always discouraged it's use. It was not necessary in most cases, and often, would just cause her to ignore the one using it. For now, she let her mind slip from that, and did something she rarely did. She continued the conversation. "How long have you been in this pack, Chaska?"