Duskfire Glacier from the deepest seas to the darkest nights

No worries! I'm pretty patient. :3 edit: Changing my decision on this, editing in a fade.

Her nostrils flared slightly as the Glacier wolf rattled out a list of typical requirements. Things that every pack said were requirements that should have come naturally to all of them. But Echelon knew well that there were some who, for whatever reason, had never been raised to honor such natural laws. She withheld the urge to roll her eyes childishly; to do so would have severely crippled her chances at finding a place to stay. On the upside, he seemed to be able to gauge her abilities, and his choice to avoid the query of what she could do for them pleased her.

“Of course, such is the way of our kind.” Her words avoided the graze of terseness this time, but she made her comprehension clear. Echelon did not expect Tonravik to come popping up in the days to come, so the notion of turning her back on these wolves did not come to light. Still, the glacier seemed like the better place to wait and see, and the flighty Tartok creature would not return home emptyhanded. She had been sent to scout, and that was what she intended to do. But survival was better in a group, than solo.

But something changed her mind, an unknown force chimed in and pulled Echelon back from the decision she was about to commit to. “On second thought, perhaps this would not be the best time for this,” she found herself murmuring to the Glacier wolf. Before she could devote any more time to that decision, she committed to her flightiness, and fled.