Silvertip Mountain Finding Another Home

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Standing before her, he seemed open enough. She took a deep breath followed by a few steps forward, only to be able to clearly see him. Should she tell him where she was coming from? Perhaps it would work in her favor, but she still wasn't sure she wanted to be that bold before she even knew his name.
"And you are?" she said, her voice lilting into a light snort in the end. "I'm coming from another pack, south from here. Broken Antler Fen." She was sure he could still pick up the lingering scents that wafted along with her, but then again, she had been on her way for quite some time now.