Nimbus Summit six claws

Well, while not exactly the kind of answer he anticipated, he couldn't find it in himself to disagree any. Now with her here, there was a lot happening as he watched her close the distance quite merrily. He remained rooted, but watched keenly, and with interest growing, and taking shape steadily as his nose worked hungrily over all the unfamiliar scents she carried with her right to him. He did not yet realize this was the same pack he had been vaguely forewarned about, or the same group that the girl in the forest had come from before her own "claim" on the sunny woodlot. Instead he focused more on her, just her, slightly built and sterling in shades much lighter than his own.

With his ears pricking up, he kind of rolled his shoulders since he didn't have a good answer to give. Not exactly, and not by a name, he admitted and shook his head, but refocused quickly. But should I? I've never been here before. It caught my eye because it was a mountain, though. Jarilo explained, gesturing off towards the neighboring fields and forests. It literally stuck out above them and he had honed in, ever eager to climb. So now I'm here.. seemed a reasonable addition, because obviously—just look at him.

He blinked, trying not to zero in on any one particular feature of hers, and decided to hazard a guess. You looking for something out here? Or...? He let her fill him in, hopefully.