Bearclaw Valley some kind of majesty, some chemical load

When the woman next to him didn't speak, Skoll only wondered if she was challenging him somehow. Every time he met with a wolf that belonged in Ursus it felt like a challenge. His talks with Merrick before were like that. Contstant questions and words passed back and forth to get an opinion of one another. He wasn't entirely sure what to think of it, other than it was maybe to gauge how well he would do in the group. ...Though the favorite color talk was strange if this was the case. 

Was the woman trying to figure out if he was good enough to guard the borders or something? He would never know- not aware of the fact that she was mute and unable to talk entirely. If the stranger at their borders decided to cause some kind of fight, with two of them there it would be good enough to scare the stranger off. The question and statement that came from Kiwi's mouth didn't surprise him in the slightest. 

Skoll didn't want to give out Merrick's name yet. He didn't know the goal of this girl. 

"Our leader is extremely capable." He replied, simply. That was it- the only opinion the man had over their leader. He was capable and clearly knew what he was doing upon meeting him. He talked the talk, but also clearly enough walked the walk. "Of course it is. We are but a pack in coming, right now." A pause. "But I do hope you respect those borders enough to not get mauled by a bear." Added on after. Merrick- he was a bear. A bear fighting to live with said creatures. There also was bears in the area... though he figured anyone would know that information.