Upon gaining the confirmation he needed, Creed was able to confirm his suspicions. The painted wolf was unable to converse openly. In response, he few nods of the head. Signifying to her that he understands. All he offered was a kind smile, not one of pity, nor concern. The large male would be the last to look down upon others for disabilities. Especially when she’s made it this far in her own, she must’ve been a strong one to survive as long as she had.

He was quick to notice the distant look in her eyes, was she lost in thought? Before he could even attempt to check in on her, his attention was diverted downwards. A stray paw pointing his direction pulling It down.

His bright red eyes followed that paw, his tilted as she gestured to the frigid, unforgiving land scape surrounding them. It took no more than a couple of seconds to register, but then it clicked.

Oooh..im here to find a pack. I believe from here it’s more northeastern. Heard its safer than others due to their land bridge being covering during the tides. He answered truthfully. His eyes shifting back to meet hers. Hmm..I don’t suppose you’d like to join me? It should be easy if I vouch for you. He offered.

Devika