Fox's Glade they said that they found it in the basement

no worries!! <3

He's not alone for long; the approach of another wolf draws him from his thoughts, and he glances up a moment before she starts to speak. A dark wolf, green-eyed and larger than himself (though that's hardly surprising). Her words aren't really surprising either, though he hadn't realized he was quite so close.
Oh, sorry, He says, one ear flicking. Easthollow, huh? He almost thinks the information would be useful for his pack — until he remembers that, well, he doesn't have a pack anymore. It's oddly depressing. I didn't realize your borders were so close — I'm just um, passing through though. Not looking to cause trouble. Hopefully that will be enough to appease her. There's plenty of space in the wilds, he thinks, and no reason to conflict over a single patch of land.