Mudminnow River Warmer than a runaway spirit

She smiled and relaxed as he began to talk. She could hear the adoration he had for the territory. It was beautiful, she had to admit. Even the steep hill she stumbled down had it's perks. She wondered how many wolf packs were around here. She suppressed the wariness that she felt deep within her. 

Giving herself a little shake, she sat down and tilted her head as she thought about where she wanted to look next. She was getting weary of looking for what she wanted..yearned for... answers. And a family. Blinking, she shoved the longing away and focused once again on the wolf in front of her as he asked her a question. 

Flicking her ears, she hesitated, but spoke with a small smile. "Definitely not. My origin is way up north. I've been on my own for.. almost 3 years." Her eyes were rimmed with curiosity as she looked at him. "Were you born here?" It would be a beautiful place to live, if she was honest with herself. She sighed softly. The drive for answers was too strong for her to stop for long.