Even here?

"Boreas is the other region? Where I live, then?" Ashmedai's voice was questioning, but he was more musing to himself.

Ashmedai caught the sigh the female gave. A bit impatient, wasn't she? Ash's smile grew. He did wonder where the alpha was, but this pack didn't seem to be a darker one, or a tricky one, so as long as he didn't do anything- well- dark or tricky, he should be good.

The female explained that she joined because someone was nice to her. Aww, wasn't that sweet. If only it was always that easy. She said the alpha was pretty kind to her too. Aww, doubly sweet. Apparently there wasn't a lot of fear in the alpha, so the fae claimed. Ash smirked, "So he's either brave or really dumb. I wonder which one my dad truly was when he was an alpha. Maybe brave with a little bit of asshole thrown in. I wonder how the other alpha's saw him." Ashmedai's smile held. He had been so busy idolizing his dad, then being angry at him for Rhythm that he never really knew how his dad was as a normal person. Now his smile faltered, but he was able to bring it back up.

Speaking of pack wolves, that meant they'd have a healer, right? Ashmedai wasn't super good with herbs, and he didn't even know if the same type of herbs grew here. His back paw was still kind of throbbing from when he decided to go rock hopping, and he was pretty sure it was more swollen than before, but maybe that was just how it was supposed to heal? He thought his paws usually healed faster. He kept it clean, but still; he had been traveling.

"Are you a healer or a fighter? Most people in packs seem to fall into one category or another, right? If you're a healer, I might have a tiny injury that's not really healing. It's not a huge deal, but I know nothing about herbs. I mean, I know the whole 'packs stick to packs' and stuff, but I figured I'd ask."

Ashmedai shrugged, bringing his uninjured back paw up to scratch at his ear. Were there fleas down here too?