Northstar Vale Do you want what you got?

He was a little surprised by her open question about his scars. Not that he didn't get the question often, but not usually so quickly in a conversation. It was also the way she worded it. Earned. Before he could answer, she apologized for being blunt. He shook his head. No worries. I like a wolf who doesn't beat around the bush, he assure her. It was refreshing to meet someone who spoke their mind. It took the worry off him of trying to guess what they were thinking.

I was a lone wolf for quite a while. I had to fight to survive. Sometimes, literally, he said, answering her question. What's your name? he asked, since she hadn't offered it up. He figured if she got to ask questions, then so did he.