While talking to some of the wolves, you hear one of them shout a hello towards the pathway that leads to the camp. A red face appears, and a few wolves run over to where this wolf has entered, talking about your visit and how much the wolf has missed. He walks over to you, lean legs swiftly carrying him to your spot.
You stand and touch noses as the wolf introduces himself.
"You must be tired after climbing a mountain to see us, visitor. I'm FoxTrail, the lead Scout. Make yourself at home, I'm sure Fuzzy Bug is around here somewhere if you need anything specific." He sits next to you, and you feel a kinship sprout with this kind wolf.
He tells you about his recent trip to the desert and exploring the tundra, and how he met a feral pack of wolves in the tropics. Pups and apprentices gather around as he tells his stories, wide eyes watching as he waves a paw around to give an example of what happened when he was chased by a bear. After a bit he bids you goodbye and walks towards the entrance where his fellow scout awaits, ready for another adventure.