Blacktail Deer Plateau gore & gold

Rhaenys didn't understand how someone could eagerly take in someone without even knowing them. She could have been a thief or worse; wolves in this land were far too trusting it seemed. The first had simply stumbled in front of her and seemed pleasantly surprised that she had almost snapped her face off, this one was offering her a place to settle or 'roll with', as he put it. It was too easy. The slightest bit of a smirk drifted onto her face before she dipped her head; "I'll keep that in mind." Her eyes flickered to his paws as he moved closer and, soon enough, was standing in the water. Her lips parted as if she wanted to say something (similar to 'the fuck you doin', it's freezing still. there's ICE.') but she remained quiet. 

Best not to think of it too much. He obviously didn't. 

Sighing, the girl reclined into a seated position, her warm breath escaping her lips as she inhaled the crisp, cold, spring air. "You're starting a pack?" The wolves he spoke of seemed to be in a small group of sorts; she would be lying if she said it didn't pique her interest. The quicker she could map out the general area, the quicker she could begin on relaxing into her own footing.