He was bored to say the least, tired of the quietness of the pack. For a while border patrol and hunting was enough to satisfy his time, but now it was beginning to wear out. He wanted connections, yearned for company of others and everyone seemed so busy! Of course it seemed his life had been full of that, even when his mother had been around, but it was expected the duties of an alpha took up a lot of time. He was mopey since his morning started and he wasn’t finding easy relief of it either. He had finished up his morning border patrol and was on his way back to the alcove to see if his meal from last night had been eaten by someone. If it hadn’t he was sure he would be trying to hunt today because he didn’t want to bring something down just for it to go to waste. His long strides carried him quickly over and territory and he slowed as he got closer his eyes looking around for anyone or anything "Talk" "You" Think

Emotions were mixing and blurring and leaving a strange feeling somewhere between unbearable pain and complete emptiness gnawing at him in his gut. He felt guilty for overreacting to his mother's actions before he arrived in Celestial, but he also just... didn't feel up to apologizing. He still wanted to find a way to cast blame for his feelings at her paws. It was just a dumb mess and he was sick of worrying about it. So, he set off to explore more of the territory he was now calling home. It was better than sitting around moping.

As he padded through the long grasses, lost in thought, the scent of another male close by drew his attention. Never one to let a new face go without introducing himself in the most chipper way possible, Amos trotted to find the other wolf who smelled much more strongly of pack than he himself did as a new member.

When the pale boy was in sight Amos barked out a friendly greeting, trotting right on over and grinning, the previously solemn expression having evaporated entirely. "Hey, I'm Amos, I'm new here. What's your name? Whatchya doin'?" He didn't mean to be overbearing, though he probably came off way too talkative. His intent was mostly to immerse himself in conversation quickly so he could better ignore the emotions at the back of his mind.

The alcove was quiet, again making him sigh quietly. His meal from last night was still there, untouched which was depressing. He didn't know what to do anymore. He felt like his efforts wee useless. He was about to turn to leave, to find something to do, when a friendly bark called out to him. The lanky male turned his head to look at the shape of an unfamiliar male. He was curious, a new member or something Regulus invited in for the time being? He turned his body to face the male his tail giving a friendly wag as he got within distance that they wouldn't have to shout for a conversation. If this was a new face he was vary glad and hoped that this male would be active within the pack. "Morning!" he called in a friendly voice. "I'm Laisren Adravendi and I was just returning from a border patrol. Welcome to Celestial!" "Talk" "You" Think

Amos glanced at the kill that lay untouched nearby but ignored it for the moment, looking back to the other boy with a cheerful expression. Amos was ever the chipper young man, though for the past few weeks it felt like he had to force that bright demeanor more and more. His dismal mood kept trying to surface and he continually stuffed it back down and layered the cheer and good humor thickly overtop as a barrier between himself and the negative emotions festering below.

"Nice to meet you! I'm Amos Allantide, I joined quite recently." Settling into a sitting position he tilted his head a hair to the left. "Do you patrol often? I've never been in a pack before this so I'm afraid I don't know a ton about what are probably the most painfully basic things," he laughed. Of course there was no better way to increase your knowledge than to simply ask questions and not be afraid to look a fool, right? "Have you always lived here?"