Bearclaw Valley But you know that when the truth gets told

Red wolves were easy enough to pick out, in a crowd. She studied the features of the one before her, trying to imagine a masculine version of her but darker, more red. Not long ago she had been surrounded by wolves of many packs- some who had coyotes among them, some who were part coyote, but red wolves were somewhat of a rarity. She frowned slightly, and shook her head. 

Doethn't thound familia, She said, in an apologetic tone. Don't thee many red wolveth, She admitted. He got a name? An', uh, what colour are hith eyeth? This might give her the opportunity to stretch her legs and visit with Swiftcurrent and Kvarsheim; she missed being a scout. But was it worth going through that effort for a drifter? There wouldn't be much use in finding him, if she couldn't find the woman who searched for him, afterwards. We got a couple packth in the area I can check with, but if you're gonna keep searchin' for him yourthelf, I won't bother to make the trip. They could strike a bargain, if the woman was willing to sacrifice her search even temporarily.