When Garmir had led him out of the forest the yearling had been told to wait in the general area until he came back for him. It had been an odd request to say the least, but as long as he was out of that scary forest he was happy to stay put. And so for the next almost week Nevrakis had done as he was asked of: stayed put in the overgrown forest. He made use of the new hunting technique his earthen companion had shown him, catching some mice when the opportunity arose, but for the most part he spent his time familiarising himself with the area. If he was to live near here he figured it would do no bad to know the lay of the land.

Nevrakis set his rump down in the snow, jaws opening wide in a large yawn, tongue curling out of his mouth as he let out an exhale. The sun had only just risen above the horizon with a few beams of sunlight penetrating through the forest canopy. It was certainly brighter than in the woods to the north, and at the very least he could hear some birdsong as the avian creatures woke up. He had no idea when Garmir would return - if he would return - but he was beginning to feel an itch in his paws, one that demanded he be on the move. After so long of not staying in one place for too long he was feeling antsy, and so he decided to keep his mind and paws busy by attempting to track down some more mice in the snow. Maybe he could bring a gift along?

The yearling was in the midst of a pounce when he heard a loud exhale from somewhere behind him, the noise causing him to misjudge the placement of his paws and making him somewhat face plant in the snow. At least his back half was still standing upright. Shaking the snow from his face, Nevrakis jumped to his paws and turned to face the other wolf, lips pulling back in a wide grin and tail wagging happily behind him upon realising it was Garmir. So he had decided to return after all.

He nodded ecstatically at his earthen companion's words, an affirmative bark spilling forth from his maw in response. "Lead the way." Nevrakis had taken the time to mull over his decision and he had come to the conclusion that he would take Garmir up on his offer, consequences be damned. However, he had no idea where the pack territory actually was, though it would likely not be difficult to smell out where the border lay if he chose to do so. But he waited for the green-eyed male to begin leading him to where his new home would be for the foreseeable future.

Nevrakis followed closely behind his earthen companion as the other male lead him through the overgrown forest. At Garmir's advice his ears splayed to the side in nervousness. What if he did not make a good impression? What if the first time he even remotely entertained the idea of joining a pack he was turned away? That would be just his luck. He nodded in response to Garmir's instructions of how best to approach the upcoming situation, a shaky sigh leaving his maw. "Got it." Surely he would not be able to mess up such a simple thing, right?

"Oof." So caught up in his thoughts, the yearling bumped into the green-eyed male whom had suddenly decided to stop. He muttered an apology under his breath before slinking to Garmir's side, settling his rump heavily on the snowy ground. It took him a few moments to realise the trees around them had changed. They were... charred, like they had been burnt a while ago and never recovered, yet also never fell over. He wondered if they were even still alive, or if they were now just a relic of what the area had been like. The yearling sat quietly as Garmir howled for one of the leaders, feeling his skin crawl with anticipation. He gave a frenetic nod at his earthen companion's guidance on how to act when someone eventually arrived.

When a tawny coloured wolf appeared his back straightened and he glanced sideways at Garmir, brows furrowing slightly. She looked a little... young to be a leader, but he decided not to question it. Nevrakis pursed his lips when she asked who he was, fighting the urge to reply with his name. Garmir had told him to be silent until addressed, so that was what he was going to do. To the best of his abilities, at least. However, he did shift his wheat yellow gaze to look at the vicinity of the tawny female's face, knowing well enough to not look her directly in the eyes.

The yearling gave a shy grin as his earthen companion introduced him to the tawny leader, nodding his head to emphasise Garmir's words. After a long and arduous thought process he had finally come to the conclusion that he wanted to join a pack, something he would never have thought of doing just a few months prior. But he figured life was filled with taking chances and risks.

Nevrakis balked at Garmir's instruction to say hello. He had thought he was supposed to stay quiet, though it would be considered rude to not greet the leader of the pack. "Uh... hello, miss Treyah." He cringed inwardly after he spoke. Miss? The yearling had no idea how to greet a leader, but he was sure miss had not been appropriate. She at least seemed to be an easygoing type of wolf, judging by her teasing words and friendly demeanor. He stood still as she bumped her shoulder against his, ears twitching curiously. Did this mean he was in? Nevrakis looked at Garmir for help, hoping he would be able to shed some light on what had just happened.