How weary he felt, despite the fact that summer had come around… He had hoped that with the warmer seasons he might feel more energetic yet… he felt so slowed down. Was age actually taking a toll on him? Allen couldn’t help but give a dry half-hearted chuckle at the thought. He was certainly slowing down… but he had no intentions of just giving up and dying yet. The calico-esc brute shifted his ears as he padded along, dark eyes, no longer as sharp with their vision as they once were, scanning the area before him.

He was sure that he had traveled too far south… but perhaps that was alright. He was going to return to the East before long. He couldn’t bare to be gone from Bass for too long… It had pained him being apart from the pale male. Bass was, in some ways, a lot like a brother to the older man… even if Allen was old enough to be his father. A dry chuckle escaped the brute as he came to a stop within the woods, slowly easing down to the earth. A little rest couldn’t hurt… it wasn’t good to push too much at his age. Slow and steady now… to cherish whatever time he had left.

Distance - that's what she did to herself when she felt unwanted. Ganta seemed to have vanished from her life. Not entirely what she had expected to happen to her, especially when she vowed and said her feelings. It felt like Sin all over again in a way - the girl let out a dizzy sigh before she stopped. This was the weeping woods, the last she remembered was young Riv's pack lands. Now it was mingled with the scent of his family wife and two children. Her nose also picked up something else though - she spotted a male resting on the floor. Her tail cocked to the side for a moment. The massive wolf took a few steps towards him, but cracking a branch also to make him aware that she was here. "Uhhh... would you mind some company?" She muttered a little quietly. It was still loud enough for him to hear though. Amachi was rather embarrassed usually she had gotten better at speaking to others. Now it was like she was back to square one again. "Talk" "You" Think

The approach of a stranger caught the old wolf’s attention. She snapped a twig, though her heavy pawsteps alone could alert the older wolf to her presence. He offered a small smile to the she-wolf, a creature who was roughly the same age as his friend Bass. Company… he hadn’t been planning on it, but he supposed it could be a nice treat. “I wouldn’t mind at all.” The tri-colored brute gave a nod off to his side. “Feel free to make yourself comfortable, miss.” His dark green gaze lingered on her for a moment longer, a slight chuckle passing his lips.

“You’ve got quite the intricate markings. They’re rather lovely.” Allen slowly lowered his head back to his paws, though he spoke once more. “I am Allen Walker. What might I have the pleasure of calling you, M’lady?” How easy it was for him to slip back into his more gentlemanly ways… something that had been missing from his life since Nona had died.

In actuality, Amachi had learned to walk silently despite her size. Her heavy pawsteps weren't really heavy at all. Not that it mattered, she was heard when she wanted to be heard. This was why she had spent so many years in the back drop. She had lived a thousand life times compared to many other wolves. It was a surprise how she hadn't turned bitter over the years. Just... distant and afraid. Which was something that for her was rare. She took to her stomach next to the man, carefully placing herself comfortably next to him. Not giving much of a comment to his compliment. Appearance meant nothing, many wolves had seen her as an omen - as her markings in the past were what made her be so alienated. As such she really didn't care if others paid attention to them or not. "Amachi, Amachi Mackury. I've been here and there - but at the moment I reside in Talis under Dragon Ancora." she said with a flick of her tail. "Walker you said. I knew Arian - and her children for a short time." her gray eyes looked him over. "Talk" "You" Think