Swiftcurrent Creek tu olor

Arric frowned at her words, but said no more. It was not his job to get answers from her. And she needn't tell him. If she wished to keep the name of her informant quiet, so be it. Some wolves preferred to operate from shadows, perhaps these two were like that.

Arric offered her a small smile, but nothing overt. Her voice was like silk, he was fairly certain, she was able to get what she wanted from many, and her name suited her perfectly well. Though the next words surprised him and he tilted an ear forward. Another pack nearby, he looked to Akavir.

I'm Arric Du'Andris.

Then he shifted and moved to the side to let Akavir take over the conversation, after all, he was the male in charge.