Otter Creek Uncloudy day

"Fair enough." She didn't much respond to his teasing, but Dante didn't let it bother him. Some had different senses of humor, and Dante himself didn't joke particularly well of often.

His moment had been more of a stab at her upfront manner of asking him questions, but he felt the explanation would fall even flatter than the delivery. So instead he just shrugged. "Intuition I guess."

"Name's Dante, by the way. Alpha of the plateau." He paused a moment, then looked at her curiously. "You a recent creek member, or were you there when Fox was?"

It might be a strange question, but truth be told he was curious. He'd like to know what her leadership was like before the plateau.