Dawnlark Plains running wild and running free

Her initial assumption of the male had thus far proven to be wrong – and as he made a point to offer insight to her regarding his name and home, the traveler felt herself only begin to relax then. She shifted her weight, as if to stretch the tired muscles, though her eyes did not stray far from him. If she had learned anything over her short life, it was to not let her guard down – something her parents had taught them through wariness of their own experiences.
 
“Capri,” she offered then, giving a small nod in agreement to his statement. “And yes, I suppose you could say I’m far from home,” she murmured then, uncertain where to take the conversation from there. With the knowledge of a pack’s whereabouts, her nose would quiver slightly as she took in his scent with more purpose, now placing the name of Phoenix Maplewood to memory. “You dispersed from your birth pack?” It was an assumption only brought forward by the male's lack of knowledge to their current whereabouts -- unless wolves in this area called Teekon did not place a name on everything.