sounding polar

In a sense, being close to the territory borders made Maelstrom feel safer. Not only because the strong scent of the pack lingered along the whole way, but because he knew that if anyone were stupid enough to cross, they would be met with an untimely fate. Perhaps Rannoch knew that as well and was why he insisted on not crossing the line. Maelstrom could tell the elk was smart, far smarter than himself and even some of the older wolves he'd crossed paths with.

"Do you eat meat?" Maelstrom questions, his gaze glancing upward toward Rannoch for a moment as the continued their journey around the land. Though he was interested in hunting, he hadn't quite learned yet the difference between carnivores and herbivores and their natural balance in life.

"Maelstrom"