It seemed these days he spent less and less time amongst the cedar trees of his pack and more time wandering aimlessly about the lore. The wolf was large, well muscled, well fed. His pale coat topped with silver and mocha tints around his face, highlighted his honey golden eyes and gave him a rather handsome appearance, further enhanced by his ridiculously fluffy coat. It was both a blessing and a curse. While it made him appear less imposing... well, when observed in some of his more confused moments, it only served to enhanced the fact that he wasn't exactly the brightest crayon in the box.

The last time he had been at the falls he had encountered an interesting female who seemed to have a skill for fishing. While he himself had never bothered to learn such a thing, prefering to keep well clear of the water when he could, he found it fascinating to observe someone who did.

The wounds on his side had finally healed completely, and without the assistance of a healer. It was a relief that he hadn't needed to risk being poisoned by the silver wolf. He was slowly becoming more accustomed to her presence but it irked him the way she seemed to watch his every move. Maybe it was something she had picked up after being raised by a fox. What a ludicrous idea he thought to himself with a snort.

So intent on his own thoughts, he hadn't even noticed the dark lady by the falls until a low hum began to resonate from her chest. He wasn't one to ignore a pretty lady and mentally kicked himself for not realising she was there sooner. Deciding right away to make his presence known to avoid an awkward situation later he gently cleared his throat. "Hey, I haven't seen you around before..."