Firefly Glen she's sweet like candy in my veins

The wolves she met all seemed very interested in what, exactly, she was doing. "living", came her answer, as she had given before. For that was what she intended on doing, even though Murdock thought (rightly) that she would have a hard enough time existing in the wilds during the time of the snows. She was no pampered house-dog, however, and thought she was doing just fine, for the most part. This male sounded a little concerned, and the dog gave a little wag of her tail to demonstrate her fine-ness. 

"what are you doing?" She asked, words curious and rather interested. "do you have a pack?" Murdock had Easthollow and his brother Morningside, but the sheepdog wondered just how many packs - and wolves - inhabited the Wilds.