we cant keep meeting like this

The wind picked up a little and Lynvarr turned his head for a moment to gaze to the north. Autumn was passing and soon winter would take its place. The wind was proof of that. He looked back to Hattori. "I'm doing a bit of exploring, trying to get a feel for the weather in the south. With winter coming I need to pick a place to stay in case I do not find a pack to join by the coming of winter." He cocked his head to the side. Hattori had a pack smell that Lynvarr hadn't really considered before. It was hard to pay attention to the scent of your allies when you were fighting for your life. "If I may be so bold, what sort of pack do you reside in? Have you any advice for one seeking a pack to call home?"