Hideaway Strath in your crypt

He watches another appear, nearing the stranger male. His attention is on the ashen wolf before him, yet he squints golden orbs as he eyes the other two whispering. The interaction is only but a second or two long, quick, hardly noticeable. Yet as this female speak he puts eyes back on her with a light smile and a tilt of his head. Quickly, she’s asking questions and he offers a single shake of his head as a polite no.

“No we’ve only just made it. I did smell another pack just north of here, but we wanted to settle before introducing ourselves.” He offers her his honest answer. Then he moves on to the next and he will not lie to them, for they aren’t here to cause new trouble. Well, not until they’re stronger at least. “We we’re settled in a Canyon of Red in the mountain range to the East. There is little food there in the winter and we seek better hunting grounds. As well as Ursus,” he reveals conversationally. “we are on bad terms with the pack and wish to consolidate before acting. Gather ourselves and plan. We also have a member who has spoken of a wildly respected leader around these parts to assist in our endeavors. For what I’ve been told, everyone else wants Ursus’ hide too.” He tilts his head to her and offers a smile. “Tell me, what pack do you three reside from?” For the amount of info he’s given, he definitely expects at least that in return.