Way Down South

Kiela's own demeanor possessed the same quiet confidence and little else. Around most wolves she was fairly relaxed and Corbie was no different. Her posture was casual enough to show she meant absolutely no threat, but still she looked appropriately wary, ready to flee if the stranger's intentions provided anything less than cordial. "I am not. The north is where I call home, though I was not born there," Kiela admitted after a moment of thought. "The name is Kiela. Do you call these parts home, Corbie?" She lifted her head slightly to cast a wide glance at the basin around them, wondering if she was more familiar with this region of Boreas than she was. Even if she didn't consider it home it was likely she was far more familiar with the terrain here than she was - or might ever be.