Silvertip Mountain My Wounds Run Deeper Than My Veins

Chaska very much liked this wolf in front of him. He didn't seem rude at all, in fact he was quite kind. For a moment Chaska thought on how long he'd been here. Had he come right after he left? Or right before he came back? That would be something to ask later, if he got the time.

The older wolf nodded. "Niita. He told me about her, though I haven't met her yet. She must be something to have caught his eye" he said with a grin. He hoped to meet her soon, just to see what Steady saw in her. He was curious.