Iktome Plains Risk is its own Reward

The meal slowed in pace and she enjoyed the leisurely track of time. While she was slightly bemused by the good manners of her dining companion she found it reminded her of another gentlemanly wolf that she had met and memories of her own elder siblings berating her for her haste at mealtimes prompted her own upbringing to show through as it did at times. She hummed a bit around the question unsure of how to answer. A short while ago she would not have hesitated to say yes, but now she had a pack to return to a den that she was slowly but surely collecting pelts and bones in so her answer was undoubtedly yes. 

But why she had settled had much to do with who she had settled beside and she did not think friends like hers were easy to come by. "I recently settled with a pack on the coast near here, Moontide." She paused naturally to take nose around a bit of muscle revealing a bone beneath and considered the merits of tugging and seeing if she could get a bit of marrow. "But I'm fulfilling a role as a trader and ambassador of sorts which gives me plenty of leeway to travel." Her smile turned a bit sharp, but remained genuine. "I was lucky enough to get the best of both worlds, roots quick to grow and branches quick to spread." Her head tilted as she caught on his earlier speech. "If you wish to share your talents am I to take it you've a pack to feed as well or are you simply a good samaritan spreading goodwill wherever you go?" It was a rather strange if admirable philosophy in a loner and not one that Heph had come to expect.