A mysterious voice cut through the relative silence, and Alder halted in his tracks. He didn't see anyone at first, and for a moment he thought he'd simply imagined it, but it called out for a second time and he turned his head to peer through the densely-packed trees.

Ah. So that was the owner of the unknown voice.

A large wolf, built like a boulder and startlingly broad across the shoulders was posturing up to him. Alder didn't immediately react, more confused than anything. He hadn't detected any pack-scent, so clearly this must be a loner trying to cordon off this area for his own purposes - that would be tough for someone all by themselves, he thought grimly.

Uh, he started, trying to figure out how to respond. I don't have food, but I guess I could help you with information?

He didn't feel like he was in danger just yet, given the stranger's odd lack of confidence. If he'd truly felt threatened, Alder would have already bared his teeth and raised his hackles to get him to fuck off - but, well, he was in a good mood, and he also didn't think it would be particularly easy fighting a guy who more closely resembled a polar bear than a wolf.

Solvi would kill him properly if he came back injured again.

What do you want to know? I'm just passing through. Uh, name's Alder, he said. I'm heading out toward Northfall.