Wapun Meadow going home

A pack of travelers, settling for the winter, much like Slavik would be doing. The description she gave of the territory though sounded a bit confining. Though Slavik would find a pack for the winter, he was still very keen on his freedom. One exit, only one way to make a daring escape. He obviously wouldn't say that though, he didn't want to come off as rude especially to someone he'd just met. Sounds like a pretty safe place, he said with a hum.

His eyes briefly drifted to the rabbit at Laurel's feet, and a question bubbled up to his lips, Are you just out hunting then? He was a hunter himself, and always liked to hear from others like him.