Gone Tomorrow
Walking would seem like the last thing that Cori would want to be doing. Ever since she left her home a few months ago, that is all she'd been doing. Walking, running, eating, sleeping, repeat. That was her life at this particular moment in time. When she arrived in Relic Lore, she had been hoping that maybe she could break the cycle and make some acquaintances, even find a new home. As of this moment, that particular search had been fruitless, due to the forest fire, but she still had hope. She would track down the Swift River wolves in their new location and seek out their leader to seek permission. Eventually. There was no real rush other than her desire for company, and right now, she had Weldering.
Turning her head curiously, her ears perked in interest at the mention of a second pack. This was new information. She supposed that in all her exploration, she had been so focused on the Swift River wolves, that she hadn't really thought much about other wolf packs forming. Though...thinking about it, the population of Relic Lore had seemed to climb dramatically since she had first arrived. Swift River couldn't support them all, that was for sure. "I didn't know about the mountain pack...that's definitely good to know," she returned, smiling in gratitude. If things didn't go well with the leader of the Swift River pack, then maybe she could make her way up the mountains. Though, casting her eye off in the direction of the peak, she couldn't help but be a bit dismayed. "I'm not particularly fond of mountains, though. I'm always afraid that I'm going to just fall off the edge." It was a weird phobia, a twisted spin on the typical acrophobia, but it was one of her curses in life. "So, what will you do then? If you can't join either of the two packs?" It was a question she asked in part because she was curious about his plans, but in part, she wanted to seek out a possible solution to her predicament as well.