Silvertip Mountain He'll Be Coming Down The Mountain

Quickly, he got himself back up, trying to play it off. After the female spoke, the grey wolf cocked his head to the side. He did not know there was a pack here. But now that he thought about it, he did smell her scent that had a touch of resemblance to the area around. "Silvertip?" He gave himself a quick sniff. And surprisingly, found the same smell.

"Well, either your lovely scent is too much for me, or I can smell the same scent of the pack you are from." It confused him as to how he was part of the pack. Then again, it did explain how he was here. But why couldn't he remember.