Big Salmon Lake Business in the Front

He didn't feel like much of a winner as of late, so at least he was able to win this situation. Marcus offered a nod, a sort of 'good game', as the woman continued to speak. Lele summarized her history for him, so he assumed they were well on their way to being friends. 

A retired traveler? And he was just starting his journey. Pack life did not entice him at the moment. There was really no place he could see himself other than his home. I need to stop thinking of it as home. Lele cushioned the painful question by circling back to their little inside joke. He was grateful.

"I left on my own." He lied, but he had just met this wolf. He didn't owe her any painful truths, nor did he want to get into it. It was far too long of a story. "Lele, how are you liking pack life? I imagine after traveling for a while it must be strange to be rooted somewhere." The red wolf looked to his fish and then back to his acquaintance. "Would you mind if I ate while we talk?"