Grouse Thicket Sun it rises

The other male was helpful, almost immediately upon finding that Foxfur would not be a threat to him. The warrior listened intently to the information he offered of a pack that was settled near to the area. The Saints was a remarkably peculiar name, but he did not linger upon this for long.

You are most helpful, Foxfur remarked with a small bow of his head.

Are you alone in this area right now? Or do you have a claim of your own?

Two questions that seemed valid. For someone like this male to be left to the wild as a lone wolf when danger lingered so close, it seemed a terrible risk. Foxfur wondered how many other packs existed in those wilds that would pose a threat to any who drew close.