Otter Creek the cold will not take me

Corvo nodded. At least he hadn't crossed onto any pack's territory. He was as careful as he could be, often heading miles out of his intended direction just to keep away from land that was claimed. He didn't want any trouble, and he didn't need any disputes holding him up from his one true goal. 

From the otters to the white female and back again, Corvo's eyes moved, finally settling when hers did the same. He couldn't distinguish how she truly felt about his presence though, her expression was as blank as his. It seemed Corvo had met someone who kept similar habits. 

"Resting," he answered, seeing no need to hide the fact. "I've been traveling a long while, and I'll be traveling a while longer. And you? What are you doing away from you pack?"