Ghost Lion Crag Just a groove.

The name is Asa, he says after her question. He smirks sheepishly, but the expression melts from his face when he takes note of how she's looking around. Maybe his talk of cougars has spooked her? But she does not look worried, just a bit impatient or something. It occurs to him that maybe she'd been trying to alert someone to her position; so he backs off a step and looks around too, wondering just who might emerge to greet her.

You uh, one of them Firebirds? She must be; he had not encountered any other claims in this area and he had just been escorted through their territory; perhaps that was a fact he should avoid sharing, although he would have been carrying Bronco's liberal scent. Unsure if Towhee caught the question, he waits until she's less focused on the surroundings and adds, Pretty nice area for a home...