Duskfire Glacier oops!!!

His eyes scanned the horizon, expecting to see another wolf in the distance but nothing appeared, not a single
pine or deciduous tree was out of place. To Rye, it was still as beautiful as the day before. Pine cones and flower
blossoms showered the ground with dull and bright colors, it was an oddly serene landscape despite the opposite
 colors on display. Forcefully removing his glued eyes off the scene Rye resumed paying attention to the female, 
who claimed ignorance. He deadpanned, looking at her with a raised eyebrow. Suffice to say he wasn't buying it,
even if it was the truth, Rye didn't want to trust a stranger. Which meant her follow up question went unanswered. 

The male sighed, with his irritability beginning to wane Rye took a seat, his hackles retreated and his expression 
relaxed. Although he still refused to answer her question, he would volunteer another piece of information. "My
name is Rye, Rye Hotah Black. Its a bit of an odd choice since 'Hotah' translates to grey or brown, so in essence
my name means grey, brown and black." A small smile formed as he remembered his father explaining the
meaning of his name in the dead of night.  He didn't bother explaining why he wasn't going to answer her question 

as he was confident it was self-explanatory. "Yours?"