Walk | Talk | Think
The quietness of the bay was interrupted by a sudden howl, and, confused, Miksa lifted his ears as he turned his head toward the sound. A visitor? This wolf did realize there was no pack here anymore, right? Threar was gone. The scent along the border was old and fading, and he nor anyone else that he knew had been making any attempts at holding it there for longer, a doomed endeavor if there ever was one. It struck him as odd, and he could not comprehend the reasoning behind it, but at any rate it meant company. Someone was here, someone who wanted their presence known. Maybe someone who had business.
For a second, the young white wolf contemplated getting up to intercept the visitor at the border. That would have been proper pack protocol, assuming the caller had decided to wait there at the fading border for someone to properly welcome them inside the claimed territory. But it was no longer claimed. Anyone and everyone had free roam of it, though admittedly Miksa had seen few if any at all. The whole situation reminded him strongly of when his last pack, Glaciem, had faded into nothingness, leaving him behind with no knowledge of what had happened. At least this time he had been left with an explanation, but it did not make the situation any less difficult to endure.
In the end, he decided to stay put. The visitor would learn soon enough on their own that no one was there, that Threar had dispersed and the pack was no more. He did not need to be the deliverer of that particular message, not again. Though he wanted to be left alone there on the bay, he kept peeking toward the direction the sound had come from, half anticipating someone to step out into view. It was unlikely - who would stay once they realized the pack was gone? - but stranger things had happened.
To his surprise, a wolf did end up materializing there along the shoreline, a tall, grey woman who studied him for a moment and then ventured closer. With a gentle disbelieving frown, Miksa watched her as she approached him and then stopped at a respectable distance, but she said nothing. He waited a moment, just to see if she would greet him, but when nothing was said he begrudgingly realized he would need to break the ice. Unaware yet that someone else stood watching them at a distance, he addressed the grey wolf quietly, sadly informative as he lowered his head, "Threar isn't here anymore. If that's what you're looking for."
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