The only reason that Týrr knew who Fox was, was because she had been his Alpha Female for a short while when he had lived in Swiftcurrent Creek. If Osprey would have commented about it, he would have been honest with her. As it was, Týrr tended not to travel much when it concerned the Wilds. Especially now, he would have no further reason to head this far south considering he had inherently cut ties with his supposed family. She did not make a move to break the silence, and for a while it stretched on awkwardly to Týrr as he considered if he should be the one to take the initiative and break it. Or let it go. Perhaps, he considered, the conversation had simply came to a natural end and it was his time to take his leave. After all, he had told her all that he could about Duskfire Glacier for there hadn't been much information to begin with given the newness of the pack. However, it felt rude to say that he needed to go when it looked like there might have been something more on her mind and so he stayed, wondering if perhaps he was being socially awkward, and it was his turn to return the inquiry to her.
a crime so old as the sky and bone