How to burn one night

His introduction is met in kind. The smaller wolf gives a bow and returns his greeting with her own name. Haydée Kedieo… Ethne. That was where his brother had gone to deliver the dagger. A trading endeavor for the Armada. He wasn’t sure if there were more relations outside of that. Before he can comment about her pack, however, the Haydée straightens and meets his gaze. She is searching for someone and he frowns thoughtfully. He had seen a yearling today, but their looks seemed rather different from what he could see. And that yearling had been in a hurry…

“I’m not sure if he is the same yearling you’re seeking, but I saw another yearling heading south during my travels. He seemed in a hurry, I’m not sure if he stopped at Avalon or not… I assume that is the pack near here?” If she had meant to retrieve her brother and he wasn’t there then perhaps it was because she had missed him. “The yearling I saw had a dark coat and a mane. He was taller than you are though. When I saw him last it was early this morning…” Would that information even be helpful?

"Speech," 'Thought.'