Thunder Dome the way in

Noctura's large black paws continued their way carefully along the ridges, pressing down just enough to hold his great weight and then moving onwards with a grace that was almost slowmo. Asterr, in the meantime, walked at his side with nimbler ease, sometimes above him and sometimes below, each taking the high road and the low road in turn. His heart, mind and body had all come to accept Asterr as his Alpha, but that didn't mean they couldn't have a conversation as equals. They were learning of each other.

He wasn't quite sure how to reply to the questions, however. They were more particular than he'd anticipated, meaning he'd never answered such questions before. It was worth noting that he had no problem with them whatsoever, partly because he was not a secretive wolf and partly because Asterr was the one asking. There was just no pre-prepared wording for this...

To be honest, I'm not sure quite how far we travelled. But the landscape sometimes changed so dramatically that it must have been hundreds of miles in total. We eventually settled in a pack, but I was quick to move on.

As to the other question, which was more personal, Noctura had no qualms with it — and nor did he with the reality of it. Yes, we fought often, that was how he'd get his points across. If he's still alive, it's probably still his favourite method of communication.