Northstar Vale Wuthering

Dag's ears perked as the wolf's first words came out promising, and then flickered in confusion when he asked after his companions. The stranger was eloquent in his own language, but to Dag's foreign ears, this only served to muddle his meaning. It took him a beat to sort everything out.

"I came alone," he said when he'd ferried the wolf's question out of his short speech. "My... my companions have their own pack - we only traveled together for a time."

He didn't know what to call Amber and Grayday. Companions seemed apt enough for the two together, but indivdually, they were a riddle to him.