Stone Circle drift

Despite anticipating the question, Larus was for a moment, silent. He wasn't sure what to say and was a little off-put by the approach of another wolf; it was merely his own nerves eating at him now, so accustomed to being alone.

After some thought he said, I know this land—I was born on the glacier north of here. That might've been a selling point were it not so awkward to state. But I've survived by my own wits more than anything. I'm large, strong, in good health, and have spent most of my life roaming. He meant that he was a ranger but didn't have the lexicon to name himself as such. I'm still alive so that must mean I can hunt at the very least. I'll feed your family and keep them as safe as I can.

To be truthful, it felt like he was grasping at straws. Either they had room for someone young, strong, and healthy, or they did not. Stating more seemed superfluous.