Nova Peak Skeptic

She was grateful he accepted her invitation, and she silently led them up the mountain, the quiet between them was comfortable and easily maintained. Even with the possibility of facing a war she didn't necessarily agree with, she couldn't help but feel content, her anxiety soothed some in his presence. 

As they neared their intended destination, he broke the silence, and what he said made her freeze. For just a moment she was unsure how to feel about his decision to visit the pack that was most likely their future enemy. Of course, she shouldn't be surprised—of course he would want more information, and he was clearly ambitious enough to go and find it for himself. Unlike her, who had mulled around here, silently worrying over what hard decisions might be in her future. 

She turned to look at him, no sign of anger in her features because she felt none. I see, she said at first. Naturally, she was curious to know what he found out. Obviously he returned, so they didn't attack him or kidnap him. There was probably no mistaking his scent at this point, so they would have likely known where he was from. She looked him over. You appear unharmed, she pointed out. What did you find out? she asked, turning to move again.