Ravensblood Forest I'll take your breath away

“North?” queried the DeMonte, who saw only open ocean to the north. In the far distance, a small island was nestled on the horizon... Surely he couldn't mean he lived there? Viatrix hadn't expected a wolf pack to settle in a seemingly desolate location like an island, and to her, it was folly. She suspected then that he meant the far north, if one was to follow the coast all the way along to the high tundras.

“Is there a pack here?” she wondered next, gesturing widely with her snout to their surroundings. She certainly hadn't meant to ask about Skoll's origins. She had meant where he came from recently, but of course, their language barrier was much to large for her to have expected his understanding. “Family?” she tried again, in case the name of pack was unfamiliar to his tongue.