Little Goat Mountain Are we faded

Wildfire didn't anticipate any particular kind of answer; anything would suffice to move the conversation along. An evidently unaffected Warbone replied readily, his lifestyle reminding her immediately of Ravel's. She had wondered how the other she-wolf managed to take care of herself. With Warbone here, she scarcely wondered at all.

He turned the question back on her and she reacted by saying, "Ah, no, not really. I'm not really one for pomp and circumstance." Her lips twitched at the quip, then she added, "I am working on my trades right now, though. You've caught me in the middle of a scouting trip, as a matter of fact." Wildfire paused, idly gazing around at their surroundings for a moment before her amber eyes found their way back to his rugged features. "Think I'm going to have a closer look around this place, actually." Another pause. "You're welcome to join me, if you like."