Shooting Star

He was glad to hear that she would not be going around waking strange wolves anymore. Not that she did it on the regular, he was sure finding an odd wolf washed up on the shore was an odd experience. He smiled as he listened to her introduction, she was from the fabled Glaciem as well. They had to have a camp set up somewhere close, having run into so many wolves from the pack. She seemed friendly enough so he just himself continue to enjoy the warmth of the sand.
His neck moved so he would be sitting up taller as he replied to her question, "I am called, Kypsis. And I'm not from a pack, I'm a rogue. I claim no one and no one claims me." He lived where ever he wanted.