Emberflame Ridge i might fade like a sigh if I stay.

Such was jigsaw focssed on snuffling in the snow that he did not notice the sound or scent of the female trailing behind him like a wisp of smoke caught in the figid breeze. Only when she called to him did he turn around, abruptly too, his body stiffening and his hackles lifting with a startled jolt. The tension in his stance waned as he turned to face her, a rather pretty monochromatic gray female. His expression softened.

 yet her question still seemed odd to him. Are you forming a pack?his brow crinkled somewhat. He did not even know how to form a pack; leadership was and never would be on his radar. N...No?  He answered, confusion clear in his tone of voice. what made you think that, miss? I was just hunting. I don't even belong to a pack.  Yet, he mentally added. That was unnecessary disclosure for her, at this point anyway.

I'm Jigsaw.