Morningside Cuesta it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise & rationality

When the boy asked where it was Artyom made his home, the pale leader figured he had not picked up on his suggestion by the gesture he'd made. He wondered quietly for a moment how to describe the location, and chose to offer: "not far." This time he gave a backward cant of a velvet ear to signal the direction from which he'd come. "West, where the tree bark appears most pale."

He studied the young wolf's features quietly as he shared that he himself had ventured from the Southern lands. "These wilds are as far South as I've ever come," he commented with a smile. Having noted that his newest acquaintance carried an accent that seemed oddly familiar, Artyom couldn't help but wonder what brought him to disperse. One of Bhediya's abandoned offspring, perhaps, searching for a mother who never wanted him? "Looking for anything in particular out here?"