Swiftcurrent Creek go and hide yourselves

the woman who addressed him had soft eyes, ancelin noticed, even as he froze like a deer in the headlights of a lifted dodge ram. being thrust into a sort of leading role did nothing for the fact that he hadn't been socialized for it, and therefore he wasn't sure how to proceed.
his back prickled; he hazarded a glance over his shoulder to see another wolf, watching. ancelin fought a shiver and tried to put on a warmer face for the she-wolf, approaching about five steps before he halted. "hi, i'm — new. uh, to — here. the valley, i mean." wow, he was doing a great job. "ancelin bearclaw. can you tell me about this place?"