Whitefish River heavy snow fall wakes the neighbors

He didn't understand quite what she meant, but decided not to inquire into it any further. Already Mordecai was being somewhat nosy; the business of the Silvertip wolves was no business of his truthfully. Her statement lent a certain interest to the mountainside pack that hadn't been there before. He wondered just what kind of a pack their alpha was most definitely running, and whether or not it would last through the test of time.

Furthermore, he felt as though they had come to some sort of impasse in their conversation. He found himself returning to what she had said earlier, about traveling. "So, were there any particular sights you were looking for around here? I know of a couple of vistas that might give you a decent lay of the land around here." It seemed like a fair offer, if she'd want it. But so far, she had retained the wariness of him that had been prevalent at their initial meeting. So, perhaps not.