Kintla Flatlands it's the hap-happiest season of all.

Scimitar allowed his tongue to make a small 'click' from the roof of his mouth at the mention of Blacktail Deer Plateau and their shenanigans -- he had never had much of a positive run in with the wolves there (starting with their founder) and so the brief information she provided him came of no surprise.. but he made no comment further on it. Being at the other end of the map, they hardly concerned him.. and last he checked, Fox was within their ranks, doing her thing. Probably still squatting on neighbours borders and pissing others off with each passing moon.

Her question caused his eyes to rove over her quickly, and his shoulders lifted in a nonchalant shrug. "Enough for me to question my morals if I simply turn around and leave you here alone," he determined, his gaze thoughtful before they sought out her own. He could not place the small puzzle before him as to why she had been in Plateau borders if she did have a home somewhere else -- but nor could he be bothered to ask.

Scimitar never had been much of a prying beast.