Alpine Lake I'm feeling far away, I'm feeling right there.

Nyx unconciously flicked her tongue across her upper lip, unaware of her own nervous reaction to the other wolfess' response. Yellow eyes lingered warily on Ceara as she openly announced that she'd spent a lot of time in the area, where she happened to cross paths with a variety of individuals. A raven-tipped lobe pricked, curious as to what she meant: "interesting?"

She found it odd that this she-wolf was so quick to announce that she'd often lingered in neutral territory, beyond the outskirts of her own pack's territory. Whilst running with Grimnismal, Nyx could recall only a small number of times that she'd ventured from Ankyra Sound. Intrigued, she contemplated pressing for more information, but instead opted to remain silent.