Firefly Glen I don't mind my own reflection

Āzon didn't expect much of his words to be of use at the possibility of them already knowing -- but he was glad they did, and in response to Keres' touch, he'd gently bump back and look at her with a abashed smile that said 'Thanks'.

They'd talk about two packs that, while he'd never heard their true names before, he had definitely come across wolves from both in the past -- with the only one he was sure came from one of them being Astara. "The pack -- I've already known resided in the valley along with another--" Ignis assumed the neighboring pack was this "Easthollow" Osiris spoke of, and he'd refer to that with a nod. "Though I haven't heard the names Ursus and Easthollow until now, so I'll keep that in mind for future reference..."

The pheonix would then turn his attention to Keres, nodding his head in agreement to the same assumption she'd have. "It's gotta be the only other explanation. Still though, what would a pack wolf from all the way in the valley be doing, traveling around and attacking others at random?" If Āzon assessed the situation correctly, both Osiris and Keres had pretty shitty experiences with the raven. So what the hell would be her motivations in traveling to pick a fight so far from home? There had to be something behind it....