Emberwood branch-waving

Do you not want to know why they kill in excess? In part teasing, mostly genuine. Best to get answers straight from the source. Wake looked down the barrel of his muzzle at the caribou hunters, barely withholding judgement. They certainly didn’t appear to be a collaboration of cultists. But looks could be deceiving.

He turned to see the wolf retreat. Fear not my asking. I promise to be polite. This is of just as much interest to me, socius. Snowmelt ears flicked patiently. If I am to belong to these lands, then I must also know these things.

To the invitation, he smiled politely. What would I tell them? I know only what you have told me. Will your pack not believe you? His brow creased, head tilted, concerned and curious all the same.