Moonspear Are you that someone

Moonspear. It was easy to imagine how the mountain had recieved it's name, for it's summits plunged ever upwards, it seemed. Her gaze flirted to the summit briefly, but returned quickly to the woman as she begun to speak. Yes, a feat it had been, though with the cold dropping animals as if they were flies, it had been somewhat easy to find a meal. To her question, she hesitated a moment in thought, answering after a moment, "a couple months, now." Or at least, many weeks. 

warriors were valued, she learned, and she dipped her head in the slightest in agreement. "it has kept me alive, in the past" she said idly, speaking of the discipline. for to be a lone wolf with weak fighting skills, let alone none, was not desirable, to say the least. 

"My loyalty you will have." she answered, dipping her muzzle a fraction, sincereithy colouring her words. she had no reason, nor would she ever, betray the wolves of the mountain, for she had grown over the months to be a creature of her word.