Falls of the Hinterlands New Goodbye

Fluke skipped sideways slightly in surprise when his lovely companion mentioned the name of his pack. His hind feet slid a bit, angling him toward her a bit to show off the surprised, but very pleased grin that came across his features, wreathing his cheeks with smile lines. "Yeah! You are too?" He asked. She must have been new- but he didn't douibt at all that she was really a part of the group- not many knew about the Firebirds, or at least, he didn't think that the word of the new pack had travelled enough for others to know. If she knew about the Firebirds and said that she was one, she must have been. "That's awesome! Welcome to the pack!" He greeted, scooching forward to touch his nose to her cheek as a greeting, and so that they could breathe in each other's scent, so they would know it for future reference. 

She had a positive outlook, when it came to things which would otherwise be frightening, and while he'd not though about it that way, he agreed with what she'd said as they moved a bit further across the river, and away from the mountain which seemed to hold its breath, for the time being. "That's a really good idea. Especially for pups, or even for adults in really bad times," He said, casting a glance over his shoulder. He then glanced back at her, and winked. "I like the way you think. I'm Fluke, by the way," He said.