Rising Sun Valley then it's getting louder and louder

He didn't quite offer an explanation for his oddness, and she wouldn't press; perhaps he didn't have one. She shrugged with a small smile, darting quickly to tug away a little ball of snow on her hock before continuing. "I'm weird, aren't I? weird isn't a bad thing, it's just different." He went on to explain that there weren't many red wolves like him about; she supposed a red wolf was rather rare. Glancing back towards the trees, she asked, "do you know what that was? that cat? it seemed upset." Perhaps she shouldn't go tracking down strange scents anymore.