The Bracken Woods blood-freezing

Word of packs gains a mixed response. He'd spent enough time on his own before he had come to find the Rise to know how it worked.. Packs meant boundaries and possessive residents, but in some manifestations, they could spell opportunity. In the past he had learned ways to make that happen when he put the proper effort into it, but it was far too early to tell if this was one of those times.

"Your pack?" he questioned while knowing she may very well disregard his attempts to find out more while staying at arm's length. She certainly didn't give him that feeling that she'd be very forthcoming with the minor details. "How far?" he added on, just for his own information. He'd stumble across it eventually most likely but knowing helped.