Sheepeater Cliff Looking towards the sky

"A lovely name. It is nice to meet you Erika." Dante smiled, then turned to admire the view, not noting the way she hid her face. It didn't seem she was in the social mood, so he was content to let the day win out. The break was nice and the silence companionable rather than awkward. However, after a time, his curiosity won out. He wasn't used to being the more conversational in a group.

"If you don't mind me asking, do you reside in a pack here?" He wouldn't mind if she shot down his questions. After all, he had disturbed her quiet. She had every right to be annoyed with chatter. The question was innocuous enough.