Grouse Thicket steel in our veins

The previously sleeping wolf seemed to want them both to stay, and Draper cast a glance to the other one. She also didn't seem keen on having his hide for lunch, so the coyote relaxed a little bit. In fact, he realized now that Sleepy had the same smells as Charles, the coywolf he had met not that long ago. Perhaps that was why she was not so afraid of his presence.

Unfortunately for her, he did not know any of the names she spoke of, and Draper shook his head.

I only know one pack: Firefly Glen. That's where you're from, isn't it? I'm friends with Charles.

Okay so "friends" was a bit of a stretch, but he had planned on checking in on the kid again.

All this information might be useful though, especially since he already knew the general location of where she lived.

I travel around a lot, so if I come across that pack or those wolves, I can let ya know. So long as you tell your pack not to attack me when I come around, he added for good measure.

And hey, maybe he would even get some recognition out of it. Or, at the very least, maybe he could at least not get eaten every few days.