The two lone wolves had a fair few things in common, firstly Weldering had also not slept too well over the past few nights. As he flexed his forepaws out from body stretching as far as possibly while arching his back he could feel his body aching. Yet Weldering was prominent that the problems would go away soon enough and life would return to being somewhat normal. As each new day in Relic Lore passed by he was becoming increasingly confident while he familiarised himself with the territory. From the deepest reaches of Cedarwood Forest to the heights of the Dire Mountain, slowly he was finding his place here.


Yet also much like Estella he found himself roaming around by the Heartleaf Creek more often then not. The cool waters were relaxing and refreshing during the middle of these summer days and aside from that it carved a direct path to every area of Relic Lore so using the creek was in fact a very good way to navigate and tell where you were. It was still too early in the morning to be jumping about in the water and so Weldering was content loping down a well worn trail just along the bank heading directly towards Estella. His fur ruffled and ears perked high and alert he caught sight of her immediately yet did not let up his pace until he had approached. "Morning." He greeted while adding a dip of his maw respectfully. Though he did not break out into saying anything else just yet instead he wanted to make sure she was in no rush or even wanted to chat to him in the first place.

He did not miss small details such as the smallest movement of her tag as it wagged, he could feel his haughty body untensing as he begun to relax. Weldering was also relieved that he had found someone to talk to and qualm his boredom for now. "No, couldn't sleep. I guess I just don't feel too comfortable in this forest just yet as it is still new to me. How about you? You're up early too hmm?" He asked, noting that her question about not being able to sleep might be something they had in common. Though it did begin to make him wonder what was on her mind that was stopping her.


"I'm Weldering." He introduced adding another small dip of his muzzle with a small smile tracing over his onyx stained lips. His blue gaze for now still focused upon her though staying alert with his ears still pressed upright, he knew there were several wolves from packs and loners roaming these lands and that could come across them.

Weldering also enjoyed a good conversation from time to time, though more and more he was now beginning to wonder whether he should anchor his restless paws to Relic Lore and its forests. The lone wolves that he had met so far were not too bad, even the resident pack was ok yet perhaps a little too protective and grumpy. But it would only take the formation of another pack to perhaps knock them off their regal peg they had climbed onto and stop thinking that the entire forest was their playground.


As Estella explained why she was up so early in the morning and about as well as her introduction following his own he was beginning to feel so laid back it was making him tired again, as if he was ready to curl up and have another shot at sleeping off his grogginess. Yet the questions she asked and also curious about her kept him rooted to the spot as he reclined neatly back onto his haunches allowing his black and silver tail to curl around over his forepaws. "So you're new as well?" He repeated.


"I don't mind the questions at all." He insisted with the same faint trace of a smile like before. At least she was not leaving the conversation entirely down to him to maintain, he always did love chatting to wolves that also enjoyed a good natter. "Well I've only been here for just under a week, before that I spent most of my life on a large island. As for being a lone wolf I've been one most of my life, though I was in a pack for about six months recently. " Frowning ever so slightly at the mention of his previous pack. "But that didn't turn out so well... I'd rather not talk about it." Unwilling to drag up the fresh wounds still implanted in his memory, he just was not comfortable. "So what about you? Lone wolf? How did you end up here?"

Wait wasn't he meant to be the hopeless romanticist? The fact that was was now blushing and coming out with comments that he usually blurted out himself was making him feel all the more awkward and timid. The moment his blue eyes were mentioned he sent his gaze quickly down towards his forepaws as he begun scuffing one of them against the short grass of the trail he sat on. He did not really think about his own eyes too much, it was one part of your body that you couldn't really see unless it was in a blurred reflection. He knew that they were blue and they had been that way his whole life. It was just another indication that as a pup he had never grown up. But then saying that he could remember his mother having matching eyes as well while his father and littermate Xionah had a golden brown.


Estella's cover up had been good, while it did not stop Weldering from initially thinking about eyes it moved the topic onto something else swiftly. Yet as he listened to her explanation as to why she left her previous pack Weldering frowned lightly. "I find it hard to picture you like that." He murred softly, in his head the annoying young girl leaping into every ray of limelight was what he could visualise Junai as. If Estella had been like that then becoming a lone wolf had completely revered her. "Of course, I'd love to." He replied as he agreed to check out the woods with her, who knows maybe he'd find some more caves or something else random like he did with Junai. That would be great if he could discover something else he could turn into another landmark to help him navigate these new lands. Slowly he pulled himself up onto all fours, briefly flexing the tips of his mitts before taking up a position to the side of Estella waiting until she was ready.

Weldering would say that he was the flirty type, yet truthfully he was far to shy to actually say anything. If he ever did like someone of the opposite sex then it usually involved thinking about them and glaring uncontrollably which by now he was already staring at Estella far too much for his own liking. He did not want to make her feel as though something was wrong. Casually flicking his fluffy and well groomed tail to and fro he nodded in agreement with er and begun to set off eastward off the beaten track and into the woods. Slowly they were now padding away from the familiar sight of the creek and into unknown territory.


Yet this did not concern Weldering, he was still quite excited that he had an exploring buddy that was more engaging and pleasant then Junai. "So... do you plan on staying in these lands?" He asked while hoping to himself that his question was not too forward. "I think I will be." He added, at first he was not sure but now that he had cleared up a few tensions between himself and the leader of the resident pack Swift River he was more content with sticking around. Though speaking of meeting other wolves and the nearby pack he turned his muzzle to one side and instead of gawking at her again he thought of another question to ask. He always found himself acting unusual awkward around the ladies and it was no wonder that he was slowing his pace and beginning to lag behind. "I'm sorry Estella. I think I'll catch up with you later. It was nice meeting you." He muttered, kneading his forepaws again awkwardly before slipping off into the forest.