Such beautiful scenery.

Atticus wasn't about to let a yearling get lost even more. A chuckle as she replies out that she wasn't so little. Especially with nephews and nieces on the way he couldn't help but imagine them being lost from home. Or maybe she was just adventurous like all pups were? Which in mind, it was common. The large brute chuckled gently how she had stated that she was not little but indeed lost. A shiver ran down along his spine however he would not show that in fact he was also lost. But not completely. He known the area slightly, not completely but a little.

Magdalene was her name, but offered her own little nickname of Megs. The name seemed to match the colorful girl. "Your scent tells me you are of a pack." He stated kindly, noticing the smile that crossed her lips then disappeared, hoping that the girl wouldn't be in trouble once she got home. But worry was there.

Even the slightest little hints would allow him time to figure out just where Firefly lake was located. "The ocean is close by, and a mountain that appears to be dormant I've never seen a lake over that way. Maybe if we venture where I heard of stones but we have to go threw a thicket to get there. The water isn't really deep but deep enough.." He worried if the girl would grow tired with the journey ahead. But would give her time to rest if so.

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