evening phase

He continued after the female until she stopped and replied. a small smile tugged at his lips when she responded, claiming she'd do much the same. Though the mention of being a warrior was a nice admiration from a stranger. Fang had no illusions of his ability to be a fighter, or even that he came off as threatening. The half-breed was small, and generally quick. He was not a natural fighter. Neither am I. He offered. He listened intently as she spoke of her pack, though vague on the details it seemed they weren't going to be setting up shop nearby, whilst he didn't have any objections, it was a relief that there was one less pack to keep an eye on. He thought for a moment when she asked about other packs nearby. Many? I wouldn't say many. The one nearby just seems to have a lot of. ..memorable wolves. A slight chuckle escaped, he was yet to come across one of the wolves from the plateau he'd call forgettable. Speech thoughts