Duskfire Glacier I'll Stay Me

Artok was momentarly annoyed at the other wolf that came up behind him. She had caused him to pause in his sniffing and he lost the trail as he lifted his head. She was a darker wolf, and he studied her. She was built obviously as a runner, long and lithe. She had a strange white patch of fur there in her chest and he looked at it for a moment. He kept his eyes mostly averted only lifting them to her on occasion to look her over, just in curiosity.

Adlartok snorted at her words. I belong to no one. That was all he said, he wasn't being mean or cruel, he was just honest. She is nice and I like her, but I have been on my own. I can take care of myself mostly. If I need it I'll seek her counsel. Ma'm. He grew quiet and shifted so he was looking at her then instead of peering at her sideways. He dipped his muzzle to her. Forgive me. I'm Adlartok Arrluk miss.