Wapun Meadow oh aberdeen, you've been calling to me

when akavir didn't offer any guff about the valley, ancelin felt some tension leave him. it was swiftly replaced by interest, sheening his indigo eyes with a deepening and perhaps malicious intrigue.
he thought back to the murderous conversation that he and ameline had held before leaving the rise — ancelin's crafty mind saw a way to kill two birds dead with one stone.
"we'll keep an eye out for the bastard," the younger wolf assured. "don't know either of those packs, but i'll remember the names."
ancelin flicked his tongue across the front of his teeth and glanced off in the direction of the taiga. that this man himself sort of matched the description was not lost on him. "a bounty, huh? must be a pretty bad guy."