Emberwood no way out

The Greek boy smiled when he was given a name, having always liked being able to call others by them. If only he knew that the name was a false one. He thought it was an odd name, though, but many names seemed odd to him here. They were hardly ever anything like those he'd grown up hearing, so he didn't know to question the younger boy. "Nice to meet you, Starchaser," he said, tail having slowly started to sway. If there was anything Alastor enjoyed more than flower hunting, it was meeting new beings--whether they be wolf or something other. Lucky for him, though, his new acquaintance seemed as much of a wolf as the others he'd met. He assumed he would be just as kind as the others, and that caused his guard to be down, but his spirits and joy high. The argent wolf was definitely someone who loved the company of someone else, rather than just his own.

His smile widened a bit when the other asked a question, one he felt proud to answer. "Yes, I am," Alastor answered, raising his snout to point off in the direction of the Bypass. "Sort of. It's a bit of a journey away, but not too far." It had taken him a bit to reach the brightly lit forest, but he'd traveled longer lengths before. It seemed like nothing more than a short adventure in his mind, but that might be because the map in his head always makes distances appear smaller. It helped him better memorize the lay of the land that way. He lowered his muzzle back down to look back at the other male, a slight tilt to his head. "How far are you from home?" he inquired, curious. "Why are you heading to a glacier?" He wouldn't hold it against him if he didn't want to answer, as he understood some weren't as open about their intentions as he was. Still, he couldn't help but ask.