"Uh." He didn't know how to answer that. Because as far as he knew — the mountain was a deathtrap. One that was full of everything terrible. But that might have been his bad luck speaking. "Probably?" That sounded like a safe answer. Now he just had to warn them a little bit so they wouldn't think everything was perfectly okay up there... "Just gotta watch out for, uh, mountain lions. And underground caverns. They can be hidden beneath the snow." Victoria would know from experience.
There were also meat eating deer somewhere up there. Should he tell them about that? He felt like he should tell them about that. But the girl was speaking and his train of thought went out the window in favour of picking out her quiet words. His ears rolled forward and he strained to understand her.
'Could you tell us about the wolf that attacked you?'
It seemed like they were making him go down memory lane. His paws shuffled beneath him and one of his ears flicked backwards towards the woods. Could he remember anything about the wolf that attacked him? He wracked his brain for anything useful.
"They were — they were, uh, about the same height as me. But skinnier." Something about them seemed skeletal. Unearthly. But that might have been his imagination playing tricks on him so he kept quiet. "Their fur was white. Or maybe grey? I dunno. It was dark when they, uh, got me." It was a night he wouldn't forget. "Their eyes were — red."
Was that it? He was pretty sure that was it. But his curiosity got the better of him and he found himself standing taller with his gaze focused on the duo. "Did he get you guys, too?" Neither of them looked that injured. Maybe a little thin and jagged around the edges but definitely not mauled.
He assumed they got lucky or something.