Daesamar made his way toward the edge of the hidden cove’s shore, his crooked ear perked and he took a moment to listen to the lapping water. Smiling,the large wolf sighed softly and stepped closer to the edge, to where he could see his eyes reflecting in the peaceful water. Today was the start of one of his daily rituals. Turning toward the east, he eagerly settled down on the shoreline, eyes toward the trees, to where he’d be able to see the sun rising soon.
Though he had been fairly quiet since joining the pack, he was starting to get used to pack life and this was a good way to maybe meet another member. Inhaling softly, he tilted his head back and howled out a greeting toward the other members, inviting them to come and join him if they wished.