Silvertip Mountain peaceable

Ivev turned her gray eyes on him, a pondering silence hovering in them. He didn't seem to be one for an outward philosophic, and neither was she, but there was beauty and importance if once could describe and interpret nature. It had taken awhile, but she remembered her own grandmother spending most of her life studying the movements of prey that had greatly aided the pack's hunting. Ivev would never aspire to be that, having lost the tutelage, and still had plenty to learn.

The Spine wolf nodded.I admire it because it's always been that way.
He had his explanation, and it was clear and the tone seemed to reflect his personality.

She pointed off to the right, where the ridge sloped into a forest, with a mountain range rising hazily in the distance.
I've a made a home over there- what about you?