Otter Creek the cold will not take me

Not here, Taki answered. Then she lifted her head in the direction of home. My pack claims the woods just west of here. He was close, but not enough for her to be an asshole about it. Besides, she was far more interested in a distraction than a fight.

She followed his gaze to the water then met it when he looked back to her. She looked to the otters—annoying creatures in her opinion—then her gaze was on his face again. Her curiosity remained veiled behind her black mask for now; she wasn't in the habit of making her emotions readily available to those she didn't know or trust. 

What are you doing? she finally asked. Maybe it was something interesting.