Big Salmon Lake Shadows in the Woods

Raven gulped at the mention of the pack.
That was not a memory she wished to revisit.
"No, I..I am traveling with a.." She did not know what to label Syver yet, for she felt misleading feelings for him..fear..a desire to please him,..an urge to acompany him, ..the hope to run from him...so many more in between. "I am traveling with my Jarl, at this current time. We are of no pack, however. "

Raven figured Syver did not want his name disclosed to a random female, amd she rather not anger him by doing so.
Instead she looked at the dark female before her.

"Are you of any pack, miss..?"
Raven wished the female to say her name, as it was rude to converse in pleasant company without titles.