I Can't Be Bothered Now

He moved closer when she returned his greeting, Amber eyes looking over the dark female before him. A vaguely familiar scent came to him, up its origins were unknown to the halfbreed, but it carried the familiar and exotic similarity of the white youth he'd met not so long ago. Were these wolves scouting the mountains for something? Her question snapped him out of his thoughts, the ever present half-smile vanishing for a moment before he spoke. You could say that He offered flatly. You're not however, I recognise your scent, only from a male I met recently, he mentioned being from some distance away. The last came out in a curious question, recently finding himself particularly curious about other packs. Speech thoughts