Blackfoot Forest Poisonous blood runs in my veins

Ethos had watched as Mona struck her paw and went into a limp, and he kept on following her quietly, before choosing to then climb onto a tree, peeking down with his icy blue eyes. The black-furred wolf watched quietly. His ears twitched a little, and he had many thoughts soaring in his head. I need to know more about her. He thought. Maybe I can save the murder or maiming for later. A fake smile that looked real spread on Ethos' face and he climbed down the tree, starting to follow beside Mona.

"Where are you from?" He asked, before taking in the many scents mixed in with hers. A pack, obviously, but what pack?