Big Salmon Lake a wicked gale i am

It's alright. <3 Are they related? ;o I have no idea.

Even if he wouldn't have scented the male upon the woman, it wasn't like Sumayl intended to do anything. Granted, he was a far cry from a gentleman on most days he wasn't a heathen. Mostly, scenting the air for her companion was mostly for his own sake then it was anything else. After all, he didn't want some hulking male to come charging out of the brush at him for talking to his girl, or something. And, Sumayl wasn't keen on surprises when they involved an unknown party. He'd rather know every potential creature that was going to appear (at least that was applicable) before hand. The woman broke the silence that had been created as Sumayl ceased in his steps, leaving a good distance between them, whilst also being sure they could hold a comfortable conversation with one another without having to shout, despite that wolves had exceedingly great hearing.

“Good morning,” Sumayl returned her greeting, not managing to sound as half as melodic and pleasing as her own voice had come across to him as. Then again, she was a woman and he was a man and his deeper baritone was bound to be rougher. “Learning the lay of the land before I head back to my pack.” Sumayl spoke honestly because, frankly, he had nothing to hide. He wasn't doing anything wrong. He just figured that it was beneficial for him to learn the layout of as many free territories as possible. It would make tracking herds much easier when he had at the very least an inkling of where he was going.