All that's west

As the woman spoke, Eligos' eyes narrowed - not in any particular amount of anger so much as a mix of bewilderment, faint amusement, and annoyance. If she was a spy, she was being rather obvious about it, wasn't she? "It is lake shaped," he told her, his tone still polite. He wondered if it would be worth the effort to recruit a large bird of prey that might eat nosy parrots, and filed it away under 'doubtful', though at the moment it was admittedly quite tempting. He shook his head with a bit of a sigh. He couldn't imagine why she would think he would willingly describe his pack's territory to her, anyway. "We don't allow strangers past our borders, so I'm afraid that your imagination will just have to suffice."