Dawnlark Plains you speak of destiny as if it was fixed

In just a matter of minutes, the dark wolf had gathered a fair bit of info regarding his pale companion. She had made mention that she wandered frequently and that if he would share the names of the family he sought, she might have been able to help. It seemed a natural flow of their conversation. She did not understand that offering all of the names of the Morningside wolves would likely be more overwhelming than helpful. Still, he did think that he could share the more vital members with her. Brave scrunched his features into a thoughtful expression before nodding and offering her a charming, "well the pack they belonged to was called Morningside. If you've come across anyone from a place like that, I'd love to be pointed in their direction." Then, the jade green of his vision latched onto her features with a quick smile. It felt like a good chunk of detail for her - a name to keep her ears tuned to instead of multiple that would be lost in a days memory. 

"Since you're a traveler though, I would love to hear about the most interesting place you've visited," the inky wolf then ventured. The wolf of the valley had found a liking for his vagabond existence; he would have loved to have brought a new place to explore back to his sister. Journey had a good head on her shoulders, but Brave never feared that she would turn him down if he presented her with an opportunity that seemed much too hard to resist.