Sunset Valley A Walk Through the Woods

Ooh, Ale liked that mystery. Nothing was set in stone - that sounded pretty accurate to his life, right now. Icy eyes flitted over the other man and he offered him a small smile. His response was akin to a wolf on guard; one should never give too much information. It was something the spy understood well, though he occasionally wished to forget it. 

"I am not a pack wolf," he responded breezily, a slow blink punctuating his words. Would he ever be a pack wolf again? That was yet to be seen. That is, if the Consortium was a true pack. "There are so many interesting things to see right now - being in a pack would hinder that. Though I'm not opposed to it in the future, I suppose." The spotted man cleared his throat. "I take it you're not a pack wolf, either."