Chasing tail

The heat of the hunt still thrummed in his blood, and he wasn't entirely opposed to Enyos suggestion. After a brief moment of thought, he inclined his head. “I've hunted with you all this time and know nothing past your name.” He said in mild amusement. He did not usually care to know others around him. They usually fell into the categories of how he could use them, or what threat they might pose. So far, Enyo had been useful. Much more so than the usual incompetence of wolves he ran into. 


It might yet prove a waste of his time, or perhaps he could begin to build contacts and connections in this world that might prove useful later in life. He was an ambitious wolf, after all.