Whitefish River It doesn't matter what you mean. It's what you do.

He couldn't help from smiling, her curtsy took him off guard but made her even more interesting than before. It wasn't until she answered his question that he was pulled back to reality and after shaking his thick skull, parted his lips to give his own response. "I'm from the north as well. At least I think it's north of here." he said, chuckling. He wasn't much for directions although like her his home was very far from where they were currently and he wasn't sure if up was down and down was up. He just knew that at this point, there was no going back. "You don't smell of others, you toughing it out all on your own?" he asked with a tilt of his crown. He couldn't believe a smart wolf like herself would want to risk fending for themselves without the safety of a pack.