Redhawk Caldera atama-no-nai yama

One of her brows rose as this she-wolf - Satsu- bowed their head and averted their eyes respectfully. Well, it was surprising to her as the last Saint she had met tried to coerce her into hunting on her last pack’s Hunting grounds than had the gall to leave a scent mark before leaving the area. Though at the same time this WAS a Pack… Of course, there wouldn’t just be nothing but disrespectful meatheads running it. There would be the mediators - the smooth talkers of the pack but there was only so much a mediator can do or say with a pack with such a notorious reputation as The Saints.

“To the East, huh … ?” Aliana pauses for a moment and lets that roll around in her head to the She-wolf would most likely take this as her thinking. And she was. How far east? Was this Mesa close? Would it just be this... scout and their friend -- most likely another Saint -- or would more come...? That would be the worst-case scenario. She would have to report this to Towhee or Runenna immediately. For now, she would try and get some more information...

“... I’m fairly new to the area and this pack so I’m afraid I do not know much of this land. What I do know of is that to the far north-west of us is a Pack called ...Moonglow? And to southwest past a great lake is the pack, Brecheliant.” She continued, “Hm, I hope you don’t mind me asking… But what made you ...move to this Mesa?”