Kildeer Rest cloak and dagger

Amber nodded at his first words, but having found no reason to explain that or why it was relevant, there were no more words about it. To the dark woman, she got her answer: no, and no longer was she interested in where he came from either. She would find her dusty sister one day, join her in her endeavors, but apparently it wasn't now: according to this no-named wolf, there were a good many packs around. The thought of checking each one for Spring was rejected at onces, though she would be sure to scent everywhere she came across throughly, and would question anyone who happened to cross paths with her. 
            "I'll find her in due time, I'm sure."
Amber's bold blue eyes didn't follow his to the meal, but instead past the male to survey their surroundings.