The Bracken Woods blood-freezing

So it wasn't too far. When he'd been on the move for well over a turn of the moon, a half day's trek doesn't sound like much. He nodded slowly and drew a thoughtful breath in. Dio knew that if he kept to the coast, it was only a matter of time before he bumped into packs there too, especially after he went more south and conditions softened from the northern bitter freeze.

"What would be most useful to you?" he asked, arcing a brow. To his experience, packs liked hunters and warriors and other tradesmen. Some were more specific than others.. usually based on the nature of the pack as a whole. He had no idea what her pack would want most of all. 

He was adaptable enough, within certain boundaries.. and the proof of it was his past rise to Beta of the Rise. But where she would need his usefulness in exchange for a place among her lot, he had to realize what he could gain as well for the price of his efforts. The obvious ones were on the surface: it was winter, he had need of camaraderie so his days may pass more easily.