Meadowlark Prairie Searching For An Uncle Of A Friend

Judas knew that scent. From somewhere. But he didn't recognize the two wolves before him. And the female seemed to be not in the mood for small talk. Her reply made his job harder too. If there was no pack, he wouldn't be able to find this Mordecai. They could be anywhere. "All right. Thank you for your time, then." 

He started to turn to leave. But something at the back of his memory was urging him to ask. So he stopped himself. "What pack is near here?" Judas didn't add that he found it familiar, just in case. He recalled a pack being near here, the same Malice had gone to. Just didn't know if it was this pack.