Whitebark Stream its been too long

Estoc resisted the urge to start tapping his paw against the ground in an irritable manner; he knew it was more his fault than theirs, or maybe it was their fault but this conversation was going too slow for his liking. Nevertheless, the impulsive Frostfur kept his impassive facade on and listened to what the leader of the two wanted to say. The indigo eyed girl asked if he could tell them where it was going and after a moment of silence, the Frostfur lifted a shoulder in a shrug. "Not really. I ain't stupid-brave enough to confront a bear whilst alone." His response wasn't meant to be rude, it was simply the fact.


She was smart, he'll give her that, and suspicious too. That was a plus. But right now, Estoc wasn't in the mood to play such games, so he exhaled softly and thought about his options. He could just turn and leave, possibly without potential information on where his siblings were but he would be able to get away from two females that were getting on his nerves; it wasn't their fault, it was simply because he was annoyed at himself. Later, he might regret having treated them that way, but right now, he couldn't care less. 

Deciding to stay as it might benefit him in the end, or not, Estoc met her gaze - both their eyes- evenly and replied, "Aurelius," he was a suspicious man at heart, and while his name didn't really make a difference, he didn't like giving strangers his first name. "Aurelius Frostfur." A smile touched his lips then, and he canted his head. "What about yours?" She said that she hadn't heard those names before, but they could be lying for all he knew and they were the first wolves he'd met in this area. The gods strike this Roman down before he gave up on them so easily.