Firestone Hot Springs when the stars start falling

Murdock raised a brow at the other woman, wondering if Morningside's scent was that thick in his fur. He'd certainly washed Easthollow out of his pelt by now.

"I'm travellin' with my brother," he corrrected, though she was right in that he was a pack wolf, he felt that he didn't want her to know that for some reason. "Not with any pack right now."