Another wanderer. Albeit not the talkative type, but that was fine. Moore could likely talk to others in circles for hours. If Hagar would listen for that long.

"It's nice to meet you, Hagar." Pleasantries aside, it was genuinely pleasant to sit and watch the show that continued to ebb and flow above with the strangers' company.

This winter had been icy, he thought to himself, and prey wasn't easy to come by. And if Hagar had been a drifter as well, then he likely knew the struggle of barely being able to feed oneself without the help of others. Not to mention the snow that just seemed to continue to pile up each passing week, making everything that much more difficult.

"Winter's hard, but it'll break eventually. It'll be spring before we even know it," Hopefully soon, the wolf thought to himself. An itch overtook one of his ears, and in the midst of his sentence, he scratched at it with a hind paw. "Some strangers, but no packs. At least not yet. You lookin' to join up with a group?" A pause. "And if you don't mind me askin', how long you been traveling by yourself?"

So Hagar was seeking a group too. Moore let a beat of silence pass between them as he considered his own path. It'd been so long since he was truly part of a pack, part of him feared by the time he found one, he'd have grown so accustomed to drifting it wouldn't feel like home. The silence stretched for a moment longer before he pulled himself back to the conversation once more.

"It's… Been a long time. A little longer than you, I think." he chuckled. How long has he been traveling now? At what point did it start blurring together? "I've stayed with packs in my travels, helped out in exchange for shelter, before I moved on. Rinse and repeat." A shrug rolled through his shoulders.

Another beat of silence as an idea cropped up in the wolf's mind.

"Say, would you wanna travel together? Not permanently, but at least for a little while? I… don't want to leave 'round here yet, but I'd be more than happy to be a travel buddy while you're in th' area." Citrus-colored eyes flicked to Hagar. "I'm no pack, but I think I can talk enough to fill in for three different wolves." A deep chortle bubbled out of his maw as he joked. The offer was in the air, at least. Two of them had better odds than just one, in Moores' mind. And there was no harm in just asking.

The loud thump of Moores' tail hitting the ground below it quickened as the chocolate-furred wolf agreed. Even if it were for a brief time, and the two of them wouldn't be able to hunt larger prey, it would be nice to have a travel companion once again. The open roads were quite lonely, especially the further he traveled.

Curious, amber eyes flicked to the other man, before following the others sage gaze to the skies. There was motion amidst the dancing lights, brief as it was. He'd only caught the tail of the star before it fizzled out completely, but his eyes widened in awe regardless. Maybe he never spent enough time with regards to the skies, but the number of times he'd seen a star fall was minimal. A sign, perhaps, along with the lights? Who was to say. With a large, amiable grin, he turned to look at Hagar once more.

"Almost feels like the place is throwing a welcome party, don't it? Maybe it's a sign we're in for a great friendship, Hagar." Moores' chest rumbled with a chuckle as he looked back to the skies. Maybe the place wouldn't be so bad.