Porcupine Ridge simmer down boy

For everyone's reference, this thread takes place before Rue joined BDP, when she was a lone wolf.

Thank the stars, Slavik seemed willing to let go of the events that had led to their mutual embarassment. 

"Slavik," Rue repeated as she let out a long breath. A little more warmth lit behind her smile. "You're part of a pack?" she prompted, sounding a little more sure of herself.  Polite conversation, this was safe. Predictable. She could do this.

The boy was a bit young to be all on his own, and he smelled of others. Rue could only assume that somewhere nearby, there must be packlands which Slavik called home.