Nova Peak And she's suddenly cruel

Wow, she’s not even going to tell me her name.

You know not everyone has one, boy.

Lycabas blinked, a little perplexed at his own realization that she might not have a name, but the inkling quickly fled. It was replaced instead by the feeling that he wasn’t a complete failure -- not if the red queen’s pack wasn’t having much luck either. Deal, he answered, remembering to wag his tail a little. As much as he didn’t understand others, he certainly preferred having company more than being alone.

Come across any trails on your way up here? he asked, just as a second question occurred to him. What’re you doing out here anyway? Were you hunting too?