Someone I Could Be

The younger male had clearly been listening to his words, rather than just tuning them out as rambling, because as they moved along the border he spoke up with a question regarding it. Enrico inclined his head, a faint smile playing about his muzzle. "Perhaps not in the summer, when the ice is thin and dangerous even far from the edges. But even in winter, who would expect an attack to come from that direction? A pack might not be prepared for that particular scenario. They could quite likely be in and out before the pack ever realized that they'd been there. So would raiders be willing to skirt that border?" He glanced out towards the border, his gaze thoughtful. "If I were raiding this pack, I would."