The Heartwood Completely free of spooks

She assumed others had as well. It wasn't like wolves could send email or call cell phones or something else relatively quiet -- instead they were left with the option they had, which was something akin to a schoolyard intercom and random people with megaphones.  Either way, yes, this dude was one of the group.

Treason nodded, thinking for a moment that was probably the most boring of reasons to have a bunch of howls and send a group wandering across the winter landscape.  It would potentially provide opportunity for her, though, depending on how the bunch acted.  Guess it is less crowded there.  This particular valley does seem packed. Treason gave no change of intonation that the pun was intentional, nor that she particularly cared to notice it.  More on the point, there were lots of scents around the region as far as she could tell, and that was, what, two packs kinda close to each other and enough wanderers like herself to keep things interesting?  Either way, a new pack probably wouldn't fit comfortably in the middle of the other two without likely annoying all those involved.  

Call me Treason, and she did like the name, the potential odd reactions to it were only bonus entertainment.  She didn't actually expect to do what her namesake suggested -- under most circumstances she could see, at least -- it was just fun to her.  She was a bit of an odd duck in comparison to some.