Wapun Meadow amappo

"attacked a lady." ancelin didn't elaborate because athalia didn't need to know all that. yet. he'd much rather use this time to teach her a skill rather than frighten her with an explanation of someone he'd never met.
a paw lifted to point out wolf tracks in the snow. "what can you tell me about this one?" a lone male had come through, unaffiliated with any pack.
the tracks were mingled with elk spoor and what he felt might be a mark from a riverclan wolf.