Lost Creek Hollow hunting for the little one

Close here? o:

He noted that the forming group was not yet occupying the intended territory. The mountains... he'd never lived on a mountain before but was not entirely opposed to the idea. Grezig listed off names, which Corvus was sure he'd forget, though he attempted to at least get the alphas' names to stick. He was always better with faces and found it easier to just give others his own nicknames.

An amused look crossed his face when she mentioned a boy in a rather protective fashion. The way she talked about him suggested she weren't his mother, and Grezig didn't strike him as a motherly woman, so the shift in attitude at his mentioning was... unexpected. He said nothing nonetheless, allowing her to continue describing the others. Corvus cared none whether one had dog in their blood, so having a wolfdog amongst the ranks was just fine with him. So far, he had no issues with this group, from her description.

They sound like a fine bunch, He finally spoke, tone lighthearted but honest. Lead the way.