Fox's Glade Dropping in from the highlands

It seemed his own hesitation was matched in her expression and behavior. Although, she did give the name of her pack, and the leaders. While he hid it well, Sorin was somewhat surprised by the choice of Treason for a name. It was odd, but he didn't comment on it. A name did not make one's character.

He glanced briefly to the east when she mentioned her pack was in that direction. He had not come across any pack scent when he had arrived from the east a few months ago, but maybe the pack had not been established. Or perhaps he had not come close to their borders. Whatever the reason, what mattered was there was a pack there now, and he would need to be wary when traveling east so as to not encroach on their lands.

"Sorin," he replied briefly, as she gave him her name. He glanced at her, wondering if she had anything else to say.