The Tangle step lightly, little fawn

The woman moved away and Ratio was pleased to have the patch of grass to himself. No one had ever accused him of being a gentleman. 

So, she was headed West but she had come from the East. Ratio swung his head around to stare in that direction, orienting himself. He was not a master scout but he had enough sense of direction to get him where he needed to go. Balto was better at it but...he didn't let that thought continue. 

A glacier. That wasn't what he had been hoping for. He frowned and turned back to her. "What is in the West?" he asked, not once considering how absolutely rude he was with his interrogation. He wouldn't have cared, anyway.