Otter Creek Living like we're in a fairy tale

Leen followed her gaze, nodding. She held joy in her voice, perhaps pride too. They meant a lot to her, it seemed. Not the place for him, though. He was looking for something a bit more rustic and loose. A pack that prided on loyalty which in turn made family would be harder for him to prove his worth, given they were already made and strong.

"Indeed," he mused. Though, anyone could say someone they cared about was good no matter what they did. He was experienced enough to know that.
"What are they called, and who leads them? If you don't mind me asking, of course." It would do him good to put a pack and their leader on his map. Just in case he ever needed to go there or show someone the direction. A scout was no good if they didn't know the local packs.