Bitterroot Valley Been Running, Running, Running

Some, he said, were pretty bad; though that list obviously did not include the specimen before her. She was silent for a few moments after he finished speaking, considering. She'd not seen another dog for a few weeks, now, and this place seemed pretty thick with wolves. She'd have to learn to live alongside them, somehow, and thus her next question came a little hopefully.  "do you know of any nice ones besides yourself?" And, a moment later, "or ones I should avoid?"  She did not know if wolves were as familiar with each other as dogs where, or just how vast this territory stretched and how many wolves lived upon it. Still, as long as she was speaking to the male, she might as well gain some knowledge.