Quiet Rain Pack

Tall swordgrass brushes against your fur as you peer down into the plains. The yellow green of the foilage is broken only by the occasional wildflower. There's a brisk breeze cooling your skin, warm from your travels, and you sit to rest for a while. Rain, so light that it feels like a mist, softly falls around you.

You don't know it yet, but you're being watched. Some of the wildflowers seem to be moving. They're not flowers, but brightly colored wolves. It seems as if you've stumbled upon another pack's land. One of them, much darker than the rest, makes his way confidently through the grass, making himself known to you. He holds himself proudly, tail relaxed and friendly, as if you're nothing to worry about. As he nears you, you can tell he's the Alpha of this pack.

"Hello," The dark wolf greets, his voice smooth. "Welcome to the pack of Quiet Rain. I'm Seolofur. I assume you're here to see the pups looking for a new pack? Or perhaps you'd like me to see to your females?" He tilts his head and regards you curiously. What will you do?