Adelaide pitied him, and it was evident in her eyes. He had suffered the winter as she had, though perhaps for much longer, if his sides were any indication. If it were her place, she might have offered him a home, but recalling her own request for entry, she thought it unlikely.

When he finished, she nodded, accepting his thanks. "Ah, well, alright," She accepted his offer to help. "If you might help me to the borders, I'm sure I might find one of my packmates to help the carry it the rest of the way." Rising to all fours, she bowed her head and slid it under the neck of the moose. Before even straightening up, she knew it would be heavy. Groaning, the fragile woman pushed off the ground, hardly able to stand, let alone move forward. Though the moose had been somewhat eaten, it had taken one a bit of chill, which seemed to make it heavier. "Per-haps, ugh, if we hurry, you...ergh, could catch those rabbits on the other side of our lands." She struggled with her words as she waited for him to take up the other side of the moose.

He quickly dug a quick hole and put his bone in it and covered it up leaving his paw print on it so he'd know where to dig on his way back. He then moved close to her shifting his body under the moose and shimmied his way down the its length a bit taking up most of the weight. He squared himself out, tensed up his muscles and waited for the young lady to start walking. Now that his belly was full her scent surround him once more. Intoxicating the poor lad with their sweet scent. Her fur was like a siren's song for his nose. He let his eyes wander her body. He knew the wolfess was in heat and it was driving him mad but he also had an honor code. He would not den down with a woman unless he had her full consent and if she was of age. He sniffed at her silently letting his sense of smell tell him so much more about her. Her scent told him she was a wolf of four years. And that she had once had a litter but judging by her body he assumed the pups did not survive the birth. He was making to many assumptions that was wrong of him. He wanted to know more about her but somehow he was afraid to ask her any personal questions. He took another sniff letting her scent imprint on his brain. He was trying so hard not to just flat out ask her to bare his pups through his intoxicated haze caused by her scent. He was trying and slowly ever so slowly, who was he kidding, he was quickly losing it and out of no where he look at her and blurted out sheepishly and foolishly "You smell nice."

Though she kept her eyes ahead, it was hard not to feel the man's golden gaze roving over her body. If a moose had not been there, her hackles would have risen in discomfort. But the kept the smile upon her face. He was helping her carry the moose, after all, though she purposefully kept her eyes straight ahead, glad that the border was not too much further. Of course, she had to remember that she reeked of spring and he was a male, clearly one that was woo'd easily by women. But she would not take advantage of him. She focused her thoughts upon the children that Elettra and Angier would produce in a few months, and then the children that already roamed the Ridge. Her selfish wishes would not consume her.

His sudden words startled her, and she gaped for a moment, silver eyes catching sideways glances at him. "Excusez-moi?" She asked, trying to regain her composure.

It was his turn to fumble with words. He shifted his weight a little so he was able to look at her better yet still hold up the moose, which by the way was killing him slowly by crushing his spine or so it felt like it. He tried to come up with the words quickly but stumbled over his own tongue and thoughts that all the came out of his maw were sounds at first. Sounds of uh, erm, hmm mostly but that made him look even more foolish. Why was this so hard? He'd never know the pack's boarders were coming up to fast he probably would not even get to tell her what he meant before they reached them. Suddenly his tongue unknotted and he was able to say with much speed and embarrassment. "You smell nice. Like the willow and pine trees in the summer's breeze and of honeysuckle and balsam in their later days when their smell is strongest and of cilantro and ceder after an intense fall storm. You smell nice." after the words left his mouth he shut it quickly and looked away from her, afraid she might find his explaination offensive or rude. However his fear did not block out her scent which still invaded his nose and his brain and set shivering shock waves of pleasure down his spine. He looked around him not able to see much from under the moose but tried to focus on anything that was not her scent. He stared at the branch of a willow tree and counted the ice drops on it's thin skeleton branch. A few moments later he dared a glance at her his golden orbs melting into honey as he gazed at her.

He stood just outside the boarder with a smile on his wolfish lips. He was over come by her scent when her tail wagged but did nothing she was a lady and he was a proper man. He did not need to brutalize or to take what he needed like a coxcomb would. He'd certainly not be leaving the area any time soon due to this glorious precious lady that stood in front of him. The wind kicked up a bit making the willow branches sway the ice drops on their skeletal limbs making a beautiful yet eerie chiming song. The wind fluffed his fur and made him look bigger somehow if that was even possible. He regarded her with his golden orbs and took in her appearance once more letting it imprint on his brain. Suddenly a thought came to him when she called him stranger he had not even given the lady his name and he did not think to even ask for her's, how rude of him. "How rude of me, My name is Jaromir Nyrel, and to who do I owe the pleasure in this chance meeting today?" He dipped his head in a low bow and glanced up at her through his dark brows, golden honey orbs boring into her own eyes of lovely silverish storm gray. He stayed in this position for a little while and then rose to his full height again. The sun had set they were in the dark now, but the moon made her fur and eyes even more beautiful in his eyes, they were now tinted with light blue silver and to him it made her looking like she was glowing.

Adelaide. What a beautiful name for a lovely lady. He nodded as to say your welcome and looked around. He was a loner. No home to call his own. She had mentioned her leaders. A possible home. He sighed and watched her drag the moose away. When she had faded from his sight. Her scent from his nose. He turned away from the boarders and made his way back the way he came. He was no longer interested in those rabbits. He wanted to stay here among the willows. And so he would. He padded silently away only the occasional loud crunch of snow alerting anything near by of his existence. He would wander these woods all night now in search of a den that was close to the boarders but not to close. Close enough for him to be able to wander over and watch her when and if he could find her lingering on the boarders as he had today. His stomach was full and he was weary from his traveling so a den, just a shelter really for him to rest in would be ideal for this homeless brute. It was almost midnight when he had finally come across something suitable to lay in. A hole just big enough for his massive body. He looked around. Above the hole stood a very large skeleton willow with large branches and many sweeping limbs covered in ice drops that tinkled lightly in the wind and behind him was where he came from the pack's boarders a while away, almost to the the point where he could no longer smell the boundaries. He slipped into the hole his whole body disappearing.

/Jaromir exit