Blacktail Deer Plateau east will take me back

She did not respond to him for some time, and his ears began to fall slowly to the side until she addressed him again.  "Forgive me," she says.  He nods once in acknowledgement of this and dances carefully around her other comments, avoiding her eye.  Personal matters were not his expertise, since he rarely had any matters at all, personal or not.  The emotions of others were as foriegn to him as these new lands.

He is slow to rise and when he falls in tandem behind her it is at a languid prowl.  He wants to advise her to not overwork herself, but she's an adult and it isn't his place.  Not here, not anymore.

Then the tables are turning, and she asks an innocuous question.  His eyes, which had been focused on the back of the beta, move to the trail in front of his broad paws.  Devil's Chasm, he says, far from here.  He swallows again, turning his dark gaze upon her once more.  What business called someone of your position away from the packlands for so long?  Surely that's why they had the middle and lower ranks?