Mudminnow River Warmer than a runaway spirit

He shook his head gently at her words, reassuring her that she was fine. "Don't worry, I was just lost in thought." A small chuckle fell from his lips and as she began to take a drink, he took a few more sips of his own, the water cooling his throat despite the chill of winter that had claimed the land already. There was silence for a moment, both wolves content to stick to themselves, until the girl across the river spoke up again.

He gave a slight nod of his head, smile growing as he seized the chance to talk about the land. As a scout, it was his biggest interest aside from protecting those that he cared about. "The valley is a lovely place, and there are numerous spots perfect for packs. There are some great hunting places, too, and it tends to attract plenty of visitors."

"I assume you aren't from around here, then?" He inquired with a quirk of his brow.