Ouroboros Spine Springtime Air

Silent as a shadow falling on the waning of daylight, she crept back from her vantage point toward him so that they might observe the herd together in the shadows and out of sight. She didn't take her sight off the herd until she was on softer footing, an indication that she was likely a good stalker. He felt more and more assured of the Glen wolves with each one he met- and more and more confident (and relieved) that his opinion of them was justified. 

She greeted him quietly and he responded with an amicable nod, though some surprise likely showed on his features when she addressed him both by name and title. She was cleverer- and more in the know- than he'd expected. "Yes, you are correct," He said, obviously impressed. Then again, perhaps she had heard this from Antares. So long as good word was getting around about him, he didn't really care how she came by the information. "You'll have to forgive me though; I don't know your name," He admitted.