Black Morass stirring

Unexpectedly, the woman puts forward what sounds like an offer of a home, though when she adds a disclaimer with a soft chuckle, Pukei realises it's more of a musing. Bouncing an idea off herself, perhaps? The girl responds with another quizzical tilt of her head, wondering what sort of gears were turning behind the stranger's copper eyes.

"Oh, well..." she trails off for a moment, casting her own gaze over the sweeping landscape. While she hadn't put much thought into scouting out a territory for a home, she did agree it was indeed a land rich in all a wolf could ever need, bordered by forests that no doubt were home to many ungulates and birds.

"The idea of a full belly all the time is mighty tempting," she finally says, turning back to the pale woman with a wink, though Pukei still isn't fully sold on the idea of living in a wetland. Her expression settles into a look of questioning. "Why do you ask? Would you? Settle here, I mean."