Bramblepoint in the woods somewhere

The golden wolf asked how long ago the bugs had flown through, and Dash had to think for a moment. Estimating time wasn't something he was great at, since he was more of a live-in-the-moment kind of wolf. Time meant little to him. Well, I wasn't here when they came through, but I don't think it was too long before I came back. Maybe a month or a little longer? he guessed. 

Sawyer said he was up for a challenge, and Dash grinned. That's a good attitude to have, he commented. Dash was always looking for ways to stay alive, and he never let things get him down too bad. If all the wolves of Teekon Wilds got depressed and gave up, they would all starve and die. With the thought and ingenuity to continue on, despite the famine, the strong would survive. Are you looking for a pack? he asked. Dash remembered the other wolf had said he wasn't from here, but wasn't sure if he had any plans to stick around.