Duskfire Glacier with fists like atom bombs

"Never heard of it," she said, giving a small shrug. She had done so little traveling in her life that she was unlikely to benefit from any name-dropping. Perhaps one day she would remedy that, with a small journey or two, but for now, she was content to stay where she was. Her ears perked at his description, eyes raking his solid build.

"So you're a warrior, then? You teach pups how to fight?" He reminded her, somewhat, of Jimmy, with his dusky brown-gray hues, his solemn attitude. Her brother had been a warrior and a traveler, as well--come to think of it, this wolf couldn't be much older than herself, perhaps even younger. Mysterious as he was, his eyes still carried the glow of youth, not glazed with age.

"Your name certainly can't be 'Nobody,' right?" Lily asked, a small giggle in her voice. She allowed herself to smile, relaxing slightly, poking a paw into the pool. The cool water whirled around her toes, and she wondered how it would feel to submerge herself entirely. Chilly or refreshing? "I'm Lily," she introduced herself, "from Bracken Sanctuary."