Gyrfalcon's Keep When Facing the Wind got Wicked

Ah, so she had experience with living on the coast. He wondered what happened to her pack, but didn’t go out of his way to ask. 

I see. He answers. Yeah, the name’s Stormbound. We’re on the Bay. An’ you? The pack was still forming, but it was good to get the word out to those who were unaware. Her offer for a fishing trip was tempting, but he knew it would be more beneficial to bring down a deer instead. It was a change of pace—he had to get back in the mindset of thinking beyond his own needs. Maybe another time. 

Deer’s good enough—prob’ly easier too, if you’d like.