Gyrfalcon's Keep don't panic

The well-meaning stranger's advice on wooing ladies went through one ear and out the other - Atreyu had no intentions on ever complimenting a girl or calling one pretty (the only thing he found pretty were the crashing ocean waves and colourful sea shells). But, the boy silently acknowledged the other's words with a twitch of his ear, shooting a reluctant, awkward grin back in response to his light-hearted warning.

He snapped back to his usual narrow-eyed expression though as the grey male echoed his statement with a wave of his tail. Atreyu took it as a dubious question and prepared himself to correct the stranger. For someone who was apparently so knowledgable about girls he was woefully ill-informed about where they came from. "Yeah, all wolves come from it," he said, raising his chin again as the other stepped closer. "He said the ocean blessed them with a litter...or something."