Needless to say the male was rather happy with his life in the Fields. He had @Adelayde as his truly and was working hard when he was not curled up next to her. Laike did his best to socialize with those he could find scattered throughout the territory. The Fields were certainly not as bumbling as Hearthwood had been (or perhaps still was? He was overdue for a visit.) but he could appreciate that. He had never been the most chatty male around.

That morning he had shuffled away from the safety of his lover and his den towards the Lookout. He was craving a glimpse of the lowlands even if everything might be a field of white. The large Artemieva man was not one to get itchy paws. All he needed to simmer any cravings for adventure was merely a look at the world outside of the borders.

Nothing seemed out of place in his view of the world. He had nothing to worry about or anything to fend off - for now at least. Laike wouldn't mind some sort of challenge to deal with but he assumed it was for the best nothing was bothering the Rye pack.

The scarred male was content to turn around and go about his business but something beckoned for his attention. A barely familiar scent matched with a slightly darker spot against the snowy terrain. A thin smile tugged at his features as he kept his distance, thinking. He had not been acquainted with the leading lady very well. Laike knew the name but he did not know the wolf behind that name or underneath that peppered coat. Although, from his understanding, @Adelayde was fond of the leader and that was enough to stir Laike to move towards her. It might do him so good anyway.

A low woof escaped the stocky male, his tail hanging low and giving a few slow wags. He was not here to bombard her. "Would you mind some company?" His voice was kind and soft but still loud enough to be heard from his position a few feet away.