Barrow Fields i left my flaming sword beside your bed

At their words, his ears dropped back. They flicked behind his head as he thought. He did not fully understand what they had said, but the latter half about the group did make him feel very silly. Of course the wolves here all had packs they never strayed far from, why else would there be wolves?

He shook his head, body loosening with the movement. He sat down on his rump and avoided eye contact with the stranger now, this could turn into a fight of one versus twenty if he was so unlucky.

"Thats alright then, I don't intend to stay here any longer either." He turned his eyes towards a clump of dirt that he lightly pushed around with his paws.

"Am I at the border of some pack, or are you all out far from home?"