Bramblepoint migrations

The mention that this "lone wolf" was not entirely alone made Wraen wary and she cast a worried glance around to see, if any of those said daughters were lurking around. She did not hear anything, feeling grateful that the stillness of winter in the forest made it harder for a potential attacker to hide himself. 

"No, I have not," she shook her head, but made a mental mark that there was a nomadic pack in the area that she and her packmates had to watch out for. "Nice to meet you - Sitala. My name is Wraen," she replied and just because she was a curious creature, she dared to ask another question. "I lived and traveled South extensively with my parents, when I was a kid, but I don't recall meeting anyone or any pack that would have such unusual names for their members."

They talked for a little while longer, but since something about the foreign female made Wraen distrust her, she excused herself at the most appropriate moment and left the scene.