This was the first time he had made his way toward the northern part of Alacritis since he arrived here and he couldn't say he would have to begin with if it wasn't summer. He padded slowly through the pines, his gray hued form blending in with the darkness of the night around him. Not even the moon gave him much light to see by tonight, but there seemed to be little if anything in his way here. The trees were spaced out and there were few other obstacles to worry about. His ears flicked as he listened for anything around him that might possibly take his mind off his own thoughts. Seneca, Isolde, his father... All of his ghosts tugged at him tonight. A soft growl escaped him before he could bite it back as he shook his head to clear it. This was why he constantly needed company. This is why he couldn't be alone. He sniffed the air curiously, hoping he might catch some stranger's scent to entertain him. He had tried to sleep and his thoughts had only just chased him into his dreams. Catching a faint hint of a wolf's scent he turned his path further into the pines to follow it. "Talk" "You" Think

She had decided it was finally time. She needed to revisit her old haunts, the place where she grew up, her home from years ago when she was just a child. She had left earlier that evening knowing her children would be in good hands while she made the trek alone. They were nearing a year old now, so she wasn't as hesitant to leave them alone for short periods of time. As night fell, amber gaze reflected the moonlight as she walked North until the snow touched her paws. It had been...such a long time since she'd been here...she wasn't sure if the woods were still unclaimed, but evidently they were. The large woman weaved through the trees, a soft sigh leaving her lips. This was the kind of terrain she missed. This was the kind of atmosphere she was bred for. Her thick coat kept her warm, but not uncomfortably so like it did back in Imperium. She knew that when it came time to start anew what her father didn't get to finish, this would be her primary location. Someday soon...or so she hoped. With the stars twinkling in the sky above and the feeling of cold air on her nose, she wandered about without much of a thought. Nobody would be wandering the frozen lands this late, would they? Still...there might be other creatures. Keeping quiet, she trailed in the opposite direction of any potential stalkers, senses alert just in case, though her mind was mostly focused on the past, as well as the future. "Talk" "You" Think

He padded along quietly, his large paws moving over the cold ground carefully. As he got closer to the wolf he was tracking her scent slowly got stronger until he was able to spot her interestingly marked form up ahead. His ruby gaze peered out from the shadows of the pine he stood under while he traced the lines that followed her curves down her back and along her legs. She was beautiful to look at if nothing else. He lingered along behind her for a while, still quite a distance away. Just close enough to get a decent look at her. She seemed to be quite occupied with her own thoughts from what he could tell. He could understand that feeling. Perhaps he could disrupt both of their thoughts for a little while. Finally stepping out of the shadows, he padded closer to her, slowly closing the gap between them as he came up behind her. He walked up along her left side, his blood red eyes finding her amber gaze. "You're out awfully late aren't you?" "Talk" "You" Think

She'd been so engrossed in her own thoughts and the memories dancing around in her head that she hadn't quite noticed that she was being followed. It wasn't until she felt a presence by her left side and the voice of an unknown male startled her.  After her moment of surprise, she quickly turned around and put a little distance between them, facing the male head on. Her hackles bristled a little, lips lifting in light snarl. Where had he come from? Was he following her? "So are you stranger. You've been following me, haven't you?" She eyed the large male, calculating what she would do if this encounter went wrong. They were about the same size, so she wasn't afraid if she had to take him on...only wary. "Talk" "You" Think

She was quick to move away and his eyes tracked each movement as she spun to face him with a snarl. Ah, a prickly one. A slight smirk pulled at his lips though it didn't reach his eyes. A low, rumbling chuckle left him at her words while he shifted to face her head on as well. "Perhaps," is all he'd say in response to her question of if he had been following her. Normally he would try to be much more pleasant and unassuming when women were a little more skittish of him, but tonight he just couldn't bring himself to lie. He wasn't sure if it was the late night, the atmosphere, his lack of sleep, or the memories from his past haunting him that made him this way, but he didn't give the situation a second thought. He took a couple steps toward her, but he left a bit of room between them still. He wouldn't push her. Yet. "What makes an amber-eyed beauty such as yourself wander around in the middle of the night?" he'd ask, his tone a smooth rumble. His ruby gaze wouldn't wander from hers too often, his blank gaze fixed on hers while he awaited her answer. He was mildly curious to hear it despite what he'd really like to be doing with her. "Talk" "You" Think

"Perhaps." Her ears lied flat for a moment, her eyes narrowed at him. He was...strange to say the least, and her senses screamed at her to tread carefully. He drew closer, and she would hold her ground. Standing as tall as she could, she made no move to back down or show she was afraid. "This is my home." She replied in a flat tone, dismissing his "amber eyed beauty" comment like she hadn't heard it. Her gaze was steady, hard, unwavering. Her stance strong and sure as the moon light lit their pelts like ghosts in the night. "What are you doing out hereso late, stranger?" She wouldfire back with her own question. Though she probably already knew what he was stalking the night for. "Talk" "You" Think