Duskfire Glacier oops!!!

As she spoke, the males ears searched for any foreign sounds that piqued his interest but all that he
got in return was the soft, nearly inaudible crunches of a bird in the distance crunching snow
beneath its feet. His ears cupped back towards the female as she finished explaining what her
mother desired in a mate. Her descriptions reminded him of Wintersbane, he was certainly strong, 
a leader and more but Rye wasn't about to mention him. Instead he opted for something a little more
creative.

Rye hummed loudly and gazed off into the distance, a more show of theatre than anything. "Well, I do
know a fella, he lives west of here. Big guy, certainly strong, powerful in every way." He paused, 
quickly changing an aspect his story, "No, no never mind he's a— what do you call them?" He
looked off in the distance once again, this time genuinely in thought. "Oh, he's a howl boy. I'm sure he's
got plenty of pups by now." Rye shook his head, superficially disappointed. "But why are you out looking 
for a mate instead of her?"