Stone Circle Throw a little hotrod red in there.

"Unfortunately, I signed myself over to a life of servitude already." Stark teased right back - considering that he'd promised Octavia to be her favorite harem boy so long ago. It wasn't the life he'd ended up with and he had no idea what Octavia was up to. It was sad, in a sense, but he couldn't do anything about that. 

Stark listened to her carefully, his gaze shifting to follow her gaze to the peak she mentioned. "I lead a pack not too far from here." A day's travel, at most, and that was with a very casual pace. Stark didn't find most people to come scurrying along his lands so he didn't feel the need to express where. "You've come along at a good time, I imagine, considering we're just getting over a famine."