Wapun Meadow A bed of flowers, a good place for a nap

Vale quickened her pace to keep line with the other woman's shoulder. A lax smile to her own face in return to the pleasant company the stranger offered. She glanced briefly back to the mountain range when it was gestured to.

In a sense, yes. But I'm from farther beyond, outside the wilds. Vale's eyes returned back to the silver wolf. Heard about the Teekons from wolves that passed by our borders. Thought it would be a good place to go.

Vale tilted her head, a question of her own coming forth in turn. Are you another traveler or you are of a pack on this side of the mountains? It was asked in good faith and her expression matched the sentiment. Vale suspected that the wolf was apart of a pack, but she knew better than to be too presumptive.