"Oh... around. I've traveled a lot, mostly lived in country areas." She answered as she let her next arrow go. This time it shot passed the target and into the trees 50 feet further back. Fenris ran after it.
"He found me. He's a hybrid anyway, part German Shepard, part wolf." She smiled. "They all end up finding me eventually." The statement was very matter-a-fact with a hint of endearment. Red loved her wolves and even more so loved her ability. She was never alone with them, where she could feel utterly alone amongst people.
The dark form of the wolf pup happily wagging his tail with a dead pheasant in his mouth emerged from the trees. Red's arrow was sticking out of the gut of the creature and as Fenris came closer she could see his teeth were barely grasping the bird like a proper hunting dog.
"How long have you been in the city?" She bent down to grab the dead bird and pet Fenris. "You're an amazing Archer."