Whitefish River up and down, and all around

Oops. Did he do a bad? A call at the border is... Shit. His ears flattened briefly. "I was gonna patrol" he proclaims, wagging his tail. If he seemed perturbed by this news, he kept it to himself "and I don't rightly know anyone much" there, he could explain things "so I thought to keep it open, y'know?" Hence the call. Hence his idiocy. 

Speedy. The pack's healer. Noted! "I'm Dorian!" he burst out, tail wagging more energetically "I know you're a healer, but you wanna join me? You can point out all the cool places along the way" he grins at the woman, hoping she'd accept the invite "but if not, that's cool. No fur off my back." he adds with a nod of his head.