Duskfire Glacier times are changing, so I must too

As the woman trailed past, his nose twitched. Growing used to the scent of a pack would take time. Soon enough, he would smell exactly like her. Like a pack wolf.

Following steadily after the she-wolf as she began to move, his heavy paws clambering upon the terrace. His ears twitched every so often, perking high as she had begun to speak. ' ' I could never call this home unless I knew the lands. What better way to learn than from you?' ' Roulette admitted, agreeing to follow as he continued with her.

Each description Tzila gave, he noted them well. Known for being a quick learner and remembering others based upon appearances, it wouldn't be too hard for him to regard each of the pack as he met them. ' ' I will keep note of these descriptions well . . . Thank you. ' '