Telling Aurielle that he needed to go see the sights and stretch his legs for a while, Amos struck off on his newest adventure with his sights set northward. The pack was quiet these days, it might be nice for a change of pace and scenery. Maybe he'd find it easier to be a bit more active and involved once he let his mind relax a bit.

And relax he would, as soon as he got rid of that eerie feeling that someone was watching him... For a while he'd considered that his mother had decided to reappear, but the longer those eyes he felt remained hidden the less sure he became. No, she would've greeted him by now. Much as he liked to think poorly of her after their last unpleasant encounters, she wasn't that cowardly. His paws were a little uncomfortably warm from the sand beneath them, though he didn't want to enter any of the caves nearby until he'd decided if he was just crazy, or if there was really someone else out there and where they were.

Dagda the wanderer didn't know what he was doing anymore, if he ever had. His day had started out fairly normal. A quick breakfast of rabbit had settled his stomach, and a groom of his long fur had left his feeling a bit more refreshed. He didn't know why he felt so down in the dumps.

The life of a loner could be just that - lonely. Apart from the rabbit he'd munched on earlier, and the wheeling gulls and crows taunting him from above, he hadn't seen another soul in quite some days. You would think, then, that as soon as Dagda spotted a wolf who didn't seem outright to be a murderer or anything else bothersome, that he would jump at the chance to go and introduce himself.

As he found himself in this strange place riddled with caves and who knew what else, this male watched creepily from the shadows as this new guy padded about. He hadn't meant for his creeper session to last so long, and as he noticed the newcomer growing more and more unsettled by presumable Dagda's gaze, the healer decided he couldn't in clear conscience let it carry on any longer.

"Hi there!" he called out, voice echoing oddly as it was caught and bounced by the numerous caves surrounding them. He stepped out into the light and began walking over to the male, noting their similar heights and ages. Dagda barely knew what he himself was doing in this odd place, what was this guy here for?

Hearing someone call out nearby had Amos pulling himself up a little as the suddenness of the greeting surprised him, despite having been alert and on edge. When his gaze landed on the unfamiliar male, who he determined to be roughly his own age and size, Amos reflexively flashed a toothy smile. "Well well, not alone after all. Hi, I'm Amos," stepping a bit closer, the man let his grey tail wag a few times while he allowed his muscles to begin to relax.

For a moment he was suspicious; had this guy been here all along? Odd place to hang out. Then again, who was he to talk since he'd come here of all places to explore? Maybe that was what this guy was doing, exploring the caves or something.