Arrow Lake we are made of flesh

The youth held such fire. He gave her a macabre grin in response to her denial. He could turn dangerous, and they'd both be gone before anyone could see.
"I'm glad to hear you are strong. Is this pack all of your blood?" A familial pack was stronger than one consisting of strangers pushed together and working together with little to know about each other and fear of each other.
He wanted to know what place may be best to cause his havoc.
Likely a place that wasn't of family.

It interested him that her language came from elsewhere. He wondered how old it was, how many generations spoke her tongue and why was it's originators moved. Well, could be many reasons but still intriguing all the same.