Redsand Canyon It's time to Strap our Boots On

Reyson did not need an answer. He wasn't a normally talkative wolf. So silence spoke to him, in ways that it did not to others. It didn't bother him. And often times, he knew that sometimes silence didn't mean bad things.

Reyson knew he would do well to find other packs. He would begin to map them out immediately. He already had some plans in place to do so. He had even accidentally crossed borders.

There is a pack. In the Tuktu. Atautisikit I believe is the name. I am friendly with one of their wardens. Calida. I will ask her of the pack you speak of, with the large white wolf. And if she is not allied with them. I will seek to find out what they need and if they are open to such a thing.

Reyson nodded his head. He would do his best to find out. I have met many loners in my hunts. I have met a wolf related to Kallik. He is the leader of a forming pack I believe.