Haunted Wood sweet darling, what should i do?

The raven furred female introduced herself as Rouge, but told him not to tell anyone. Nicolas smiled, "I wouldn't dream of it," he told her. He wasn't lying. As far as he was concerned, he didn't like it when wolves whom he told his name to told other wolves and so, he'd decided never to do that to another wolf who didn't want anyone to know their name but trusted him enough to tell him. It was an honour, as far as the soldier was concerned, and it was almost the same as a betrayal if one told another's name without permission beforehand. Nico wasn't a traitor. He never was, and never would be. He wasn't about to start now.

"Rouge," he rolled the word around his tongue and grinned. "Nice," he said, and then began thinking of something else to say. "Okay, how about this: I'm from the North. Like, way north, and I used to be Alpha there."