His voice appeared to present a barrier of which she had to avoid, resulting in the girl halting quite suddenly and turning to regard him. It was now that Amon noticed the specifics: she was a dainty thing, far less wolf and more... Something else. But he wasn't one to dwell upon such unimportant things like bloodline. She was smaller than what he anticipated, having expected her to grow a bit larger as she got closer, but she did not. Curious.
Ah yeah, the weather.
Amon gave a small nod as if he understood, but he hadn't been here very long. The lake hadn't been a cold rendezvous point for the wanderer - and now he was in this open country, where the sky met the mountain. The morning was taking forever to arrive, with a pale light creeping up the equally pale sky.
Want some company?
He asked, but wasn't exactly asking. While his voice rumbled, his body advanced so that he could stand side-by-side with the tiny girl. I just got here, see. If you're goin' on a walk then I could use a guide.
And Fox had told him to seek other wolves out, so, he was just following orders.