The woods were Eerie as always. The last time he was here he had met Banshee. Today he never thought he'd be pulling himself close to this dangerous pack once more. However he wanted to ease his mind a bit. The idea that his siblings would never show up was becoming a harsh reality as the days went by. Eraithus pressed his paws into the cool earth underneath a tree. Carefully he started to dig not really knowing why. At first it was because the cool dirth underneath felt nice. So after he dug the nest he simply crawled into it and laid down on the inside.

"Feels nice." he stated as he stared into the forest. The wind carrying the tendrils was beautiful. Eraithus thought of himself of a fool. He was hungry for blood - other wolf's blood. However he didn't know what to do right now. He had no friends to constantly tussle with. His mouth was watering but he quickly stopped it as he shook his head free from the thoughts. No, he couldn't settle he would find his own way around these lands.

"Speech"

Well wasn't that something to see, Recluse hadn't seen a wolf so bright since her brief stint in Winterfell, when the serpent king had taken a new little toy as soon as he was done pretending to give a shit about her. The pale vixen slid along through the woods, Lilith coiled in her usual spot around the wolf's neck. Recluse flashed her tongue along her fangs, feeling her curiosity piqued. She was certain he hadn't noticed her yet, tucked into his little makeshift den as he was, but she could just make him out form her place in the underbrush.

Well, might as well make an entrance right? The girl rose to her full height, emerging from the brush, long legs carrying her towards his nest though now she was pretending she didn't notice him, instead settling herself in his view, turning her back to him, a soft feminine sigh lifting from her lips as she pretended to be tired, falling onto her haunches with the sort of only barely controlled descent of someone desperate to get off their feet. She lifted her head as if observing her surroundings, but the girl was waiting, curious about how he might respond. She didn't always play like this, but she had to admit, there was some thrill in allowing herself to be vulnerable to a total stranger.

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The cooling feeling of the willows fell over him - almost as if he was in a daze. That and the horrible want for some action with a wolf between his teeth. However, he refused to lower himself to the standards of a beast. Eraithus may have had needs but he was a gentleman and would try to remain as such. Eraithus nose twitched to the scent of a wolf approaching, though it wasn't until she was very close to the overhanging tendrils that he noticed. Her shape weaving and moving among the tendrils like a dream - white fur with black marks. His only curiosity was his inability to currently see her face. Eraithus' tail found itself twitching as he rose from his makeshift nest. He decided to take a chance and poked his head out of the tendrils to look at her.

"Enjoying the woods Ma'm?" he smirked as he spoke softly. Seeing her fangs he was even more interested, his eyes widening a bit as he inspected her. About two years from what he could tell in terms of scent. Pack was attached to her was well. Inside of his brain he groaned what was with all these pack wolves moving into his path he didn't want trouble with anyone. Regardless perhaps in his time of need he could coax a spar out of her if that was available. Simply though he stood there and didn't mind the space between them.