Wild Berry Meadow for science!

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Amos followed the other male's gaze to the treeline, attempting to get a grasp of where his pack was. For a lone wolf, he wasn't the best when it came to directions. The loner's thoughts were cleared up as Cicero added a few words of where his pack was near to. A pack wolf, I assumed as much,he said, with little explanation as to why he had thought so. The other male's scent wasn't one he had smelled before. 

May I ask why you are out here? Amos' tone was mostly flat but his a hint of curiosity. He knew not of pack life, assuming that Cicero was just taking a stroll away from his home.