A sunset after a storm was always one of Indru's favourites, as he sat beside the quiet den that had once been his home, he couldn't help by admire the fiery skyline that was accented with the steel blue stormy clouds that have been common around Relic Lore of late. The river wolf leader always liked to patrol his borders at dusk, enjoying both the scenic view and the slow awakening of the night—most wolves felt more alive in the dark and he was definitely one of them.

The Tainn had not intended to linger but as the patrol of his pack's boundaries had bought him closer to the Wildwood and he had caught that scent of home (that he knew would never leave his nose) he couldn't resist a visit. It had been a long while since he had came past Hidden Tree, slowly it had become less of a unconscious habit, and he was pleased to see the regrowth and how that it covered up the damage, as much as part of him wanted a clear sign to everyone of the tragedy that had happened here he didn't enjoy to see his birth den destroyed either.

Enjoying the quiet Indru decided to do a deal with himself, as soon as the sun was entirely replaced by the subtle glow of the moon he'd head home, and the thought of his family, his pack, had him waiting for end of the sun's losing battle more eagerly.

The unfamiliar wolf's scent reached him before anything else did, and instinctively Indru began to dissect it: an adult, male, similar age and of course, most glaringly, a lone wolf. Indru rarely felt threatened when he came to meet strangers first time, his friendly nature often meant that unneeded conflict was avoided and his size often discouraged anything else, and so he waited to see if the wolf would pass his way. He neither desired or resented company at the present time so Indru felt no need to move from his current position and, as it were, it didn't take long for the wolf to stumble into his view.

A quick assessment left Indru intrigued, it was not commonly he came across a wolf as large as he and his brothers, but this stranger made a good running for the title. However, the wolf looked surprised, perhaps even worried to suddenly come across him and then, as Indru continued to watch him with those fiery eyes of his, he heard a whine escape the male as he winced, seemingly shrinking from an expected blow. Hello there, the leader called out, his voice curious but quite clearly accented with a welcoming tone. My name's Indru, I lead a pack south of here, who are you? Indru had risen to his feet but no threat was held in his body as he watched, though he couldn't help his more dominant instinct taking over and slowly, just slightly, his tail rose a little in sight of the others almost submissive behaviour. It waved though, just briefly and softly, as he sent a encouraging nod in the younger male's direction.

No, I don't mind. Besides, though Indru held a personal attachment to the den that was hidden beneath the large tree he had no actual claim—his borders were marked elsewhere. Never the less, the wolf's signal of respect by the lowering of his posture did not go unnoticed and the leader warmed towards him. I'm not doing anything of importance anyway, just thinking, a quick smile flashed on his muzzle as he tried to reassure the other who was clearly still wary of him and slowly, so not to startle him, he closed the gap to make it a more friendly one than one that more suited a stand of.

He noted the male's name with another smile, for though he was far from bear-sized Indru understood the metaphor that those who had named him must have seen. Have you been here long? Quickly Indru scented the other's fur again, drawing it in more deeply now that the unfamiliarity of it had passed, You smell new, not much of Relic Lore has been on your fur. Are you lost? The question was meant good naturedly and Indru's head titled slightly to the side as he expressed his curiosity, a lone wolf had never appealed to him—he enjoyed the bonds of family to much to live alone, and besides, who would turn down hearty pack-hunted meals for the small offerings you could manage to catch alone?

Indur was unsurprised at Bear's answer but he nodded as he spoke, contemplative. He had often wondered what bought lone wolves this way, even more so what they didn't find when they passed through Relic Lore and left. Indru had only really known pack life and his short experience of it otherwise had done little to entice him into being a lone wolf. I don't think you're lost, then, just wandering, he replied to answer the other males question, finding it curious as to why he had asked, almost as if he wanted reassurance. At the male's next question Indru laughed quickly, shaking his head, but he smiled before he answered. No, I'm not lost, I know exactly where I want to be. His reply couldn't be more truthful, but at the moment he seemed to have trouble staying.

The question for you, then, is what are you wandering for? What is it that you're seeking? To join a pack? To start your own? Indru's ears twitched as he waited for the others answer, suprised to find himself quite eager to know, the male intrigued him to say the least.

While feeling rather guilty about it, Indru couldn't help but begin to think that this 'Bear' was a little on the slow side and perhaps not the most intelligent wolf in the Forest, but he had a certain charm and demeanour about him that Indru enjoyed. Okay, he answered, not really sure what else to say when he expressed not really knowing what to do or not having any plans about his future here in Relic Lore. Without meaning to be rude, however, the leader did wonder if perhaps quite needed a pack. It can't be much fun being a lone wolf, he prodded gently, ears twitching a moment to see if the other said anything before continuing, being alone all the time, not eating much food, not having the safety a pack provides... Are you not tempted by one? Relic Lore holds a few now. A few, Indru decided was most definitely 3, he was not counting the traitorous pack up in the mountains as a true pack of Relic Lore yet, nor would he direct Bear there.

I lead one, of course, it's the longest established one here. It's just south east of here, located along a swift flowing river, he was fairly certain that at least two of the three packs he was thinking (including his own) wouldn't shun Bear from their ranks, as even though he may be slow he seemed harmless and loyal enough. Besides, no one would turn down a big wolf, they could be a large help in bringing down prey as much as defending the pack—and lucky for Indru his ranks were comprised of some fairly large wolves with the Tainn gene's. There's another to the west, in a forest of Cedar, they use an old bear den as their main densite. Then, north of here is my brother's located along a creek—it seems we both like water. Indru smiled lightly at the end, watching Bear with curiosity and hoping that he'd at elast consider a pack in the future. Any of those he had mentioned seemed suitable, but Indru really hoped he didn't stumble across the wolves in the mountain.