Haunted Wood don't fall asleep at the helm

Aiolos couldnt help the smile from her words, ears falling back and his head lowering down in a small dip of silent thanks.  He was well off, this much was certain, as he has adapted himself quite well throughout his life in the art of both scouting and fighting. When he thought about what this woman had said, he knew that Minori, their leading warrior, and Orochi and Hide, both fighters in their own right, would surely overcome. However the details were left unspoken. Orochi had three legs. Hide was blind. Two odd wolves to be guardians amongst their ranks but equally be in skill or luck, they had made it thus far in life. It was less the weather of Aiolos worries, but what being lost on the mainland may intel granted the blood hungry wolves which lived here. 

He wouldn't worry the traveler, however. Not now, at least. Yuelong is the name. A well known pack, though not so to the newcomer. We live just off the coast north of here, on an island. He didnt know if the woman had ever seen the ocean before and to some the concept of living on the beach seemed strange much less so then living on an island. She was a large woman, yet more so in height yhen weight as she was slender and yet, her physique seemed heavier, more sturdy then your average small, thin and wiry coastal wolf. He thought, perhaps, she didnt seem like she harbored from the coast, but forests perhaps even in the mountains. Quite frankly, though he didnt know it, they were of the same Mackenzie blood. 

Though capable, perhaps, our kins was never meant to be alone. Life as a loner was hard and Aiolos had been lucky enough to have not endured it for long, nor had he the itch for adventure all to his lonesome. Being a man who bad more or less been raised with an eye constantly on him, captive and in chains, it was odd that he had never tried to strike out on his own. He was a man of habit, he supposed. There are many packs here, many wolves. Some, less so friendly then others, of course. As with any place but he warned anyhow. I really dont know what your look for in a pack, but I could perhaps make some suggestions? He shrugged, he supposed that the structure of a pack was more or less the same. Though it all came down to who ruled it, how they did so, how one might fit in and of course, the location of what was to be ones new home. You wouldnt happen to be interested in the beach, would you? He smiles, almost sheepishly.