Otatso Wetlands Below my feet

Another scout. It did bring a moment's smile to Stark's face but he couldn't give her the information she wanted. "Unfortunately I haven't gone into the muck before - I've been looking for a puppy from my pack." He explained. He was straight to the point, not bothering to apply the pleasantries he'd usually start with. Pippin had been missing for far too long. Weeks now. And he felt responsible even if he wasn't. "I'm out trying to find him, I believe his father is too." Stark said as he crossed a bit closer to her, grimacing every time his paws stuck in the mire.

"I'm Stark." No last name, as he'd never really used it. It felt easier than anything else. "You're just out exploring?" He assumed, since she'd mentioned ranging first and foremost, and looking for information.