I don't wanna talk, I wanna be alone

Tethys thought his stranger quite strange, but then again she found most wolves quite odd, so different from herself. This man seemed much more different than similar, that was for sure. As they spoke she found herself blissfully unaware of what he was trying to convey to her, taking his words at face value. He'd asked a question, and then answered her own, albeit quite plainly. He said he was looking for something, but it didn't seem he'd found it here.

"What exactly are you looking for? My pack doesn't live too far from here. Maybe I can help guide you." Tethys was being genuine. Going out of her way to help someone wasn't exactly something she did often, but she knew making a good impression of the Armada meant more than whatever pointless journey she was on today. It was worth the effort, at least.