Moonlight on water

I think never were never formally introduced. The male said, making Osprey lift her eyebrows and give him an inquiring glance. She furrowed her brows then, while her mind searched through the files of wolves she had met recently, trying to find a fit between the looks, voice and manner among them. Sadly - there was none. She could have always checked the wastepaper bin were all the foggy, forgotten and deleted documents lied, waiting to be restored, but she had no desire to do that. Too much work and effort.

"I think that we have never met either," she said in an even voice. There were confidence in her words, which meant that she was not going to let the other party argue about the truth she had decided to stick with. "Traveller?" she went on and asked the easiest and most obvious question. Why else a wolf be alone in the lands?