You trod through the forest. Light streams through the trees hitting the ground in random places. You suddenly notice how rocky the ground is and wonder how you didn't injure yourself the night before. You shake your head. Bad thought.
"Lost?" A voice says. You look up and see a grey wolf with tan unders and blue eyes looking down at you from a large boulder. You shake your head and explain that you were just heading out. He nods and chuckles.
"Sure." He replies. You ask what he was doing. Then hope your tone wasn't cynical when he raises an eyebrow at you.
"I was exploring my territory." He says. He hops off the boulder and looks at you. "Have you ever been in the mountains before? They're pretty dangerous if you get lost." You nod and respond honestly. He smiles.
"I could ask one of the scouts to help you." He offers. You shake your head and tell him it isn't necessary. He raises his eyebrow again questioning your response, then steps back.
"I understand." He replies. Suddenly there is a howl in the distance.
"A scout. I should go meet them." He turns to walk away then looks back at you. "I'm Mountain Claw by the way. If you ever do need help just howl, if not me then someone will come. We all need help at times." With that he runs off howling a reply.
