The grey man smiled at her enthusiasm, she seemed more energetic now, amazing what one little fish could do. He kept walking, looking over his shoulder occasionally, but mostly talking while staring off into the woods. He wasn't familiar with this side of the Lore. The trip might take them days, hopefully not longer than a week. Surely not long enough for snow to set in. The land couldn't have been that big, though he did not know how massive or small the ruins were. He was familiar with some parts and mostly areas in which the pack resided around.
"Adults," he corrected her softly. His voice was not stern nor mean, just constructive criticism, "Yes there are more adults. I would imagine at least one other pup." He was being more honest now, but he hoped this wouldn't discourage her. "Usually a pack has multiple pups, but I haven't been there in some time." He looked back to smile encouragingly at her.
His smile faded, and he looked down, stopping for a moment. "I can't say that it will be easier. They might look in packs first, but they also might not." He sighed deeply, "If it were me, I'd search everywhere I could think of." He hoped this would be reassuring to her...but in the back of his mind, he worried she'd been abandoned.