Dragoncrest Cliffs Out Again

Charley's trail set to wagging, and a smile plastered itself along his blackened maw. Though he knew Reek and Hosannah were bound to realize the gathering of wolves next door eventually, Charley hoped to hide it until they were ready to leave. 
                 "My name is Charley, Charley Pryor. My wife is Aspen."
The questions were more than fine by Charley: the better they knew what they were getting into, the better they would be able to serve him and rise in the court. He turned and pointed back East. 
                            "Redtail Rise is that way, and hard to miss. There must've been a fire there, cause its still a little charred, but everything is starting its regrowth in the Teekons. You should be able to follow my scent to find it just above the marshes, but if you come across the borders of Larksong you've gone too far. There are three packs before then, you'll have to pass in the space between two of them."
The ragged male did his best to give directions, and could only hope she'd see the burnt out area of the Rise before leaving Felltree Marsh and going too far. 
                                            "Aspen and I will call when it's time to gather, but until then we'll be sending other loners into the area."