
Flame's ears twitched with the sudden voice of another wolf, although he could hear the talk of the pack it was quiet and peaceful a top the Rock and mostly easy to block out the chatter. He recognised the voice of course you recognise the voice, she is in your pack Flame thought suddenly, as if he had to.
"Oh, Akyra" Flame spoke in a calm and gentle sound that was only slightly louder then a whisper. Standing up, Flame positioned himself so he was facing Akyra better.
"Everything is fine, as long as the pack is happy I am happy" He spoke louder this time, and avoided answering the question directly.