Boartusk Heights the broken one

It became quickly apparent to the Overseer that either this kid was really sheltered in his previous abodes, or...yeah, it was probably that. 
But as he expressed his curiosity, Nyra found she wasn't annoyed with him. He was, after all, a kid. A yearling, but a kid nonetheless. 

"We've been around for almost a full year, so far. But in that time, I suppose I've become accustomed to other wolves hearing of us. It's alright though." She responded to his first words with a genuinely accepting tone.
Offering for him to walk with her, she slowly padded forth down the mountainside as she continued to answer his questions. 

"A trade is best summarized as a skill you learn and master. There are plenty to choose from, I personally pursue those of a warrior. But, there are wolves who are more drawn to religious means, worship and whatnot. There are also wolves who have an affinity for studying nature, or who have a knack for healing. Also yes, we have food." She chuckled softly as she answered his final question, hoping her words were useful to him so far, explanation-wise.