and they rose with voices ringing (Tinaro)

The young man had been doing an orderly patrol of the borders in a relaxed manner when he came across the drifting scent of a pup. Usually, the child's scent would mingle with an adult's, thus assuring him that the pup was under a watchful eye. However, this was a lone scent, which spiked some concern for the male. Abaven's territories were protected and considered safe, yes, though the child was easily able to injure themselves with the conspicuous natural surroundings. Perhaps they were more responsible than he imagined, although his own pup-hood assured him otherwise. It was worth a look anyway; what harm would it do?

Following the trail upon ebony paws, a grey and alabaster pup came into his view, and as he expected - alone. At least he had arrived, bringing some relief to his thoughts. The markings upon the child's features were surprisingly familiar - was he one of the Azat's newest litter? At this rate, all his friends were going to be Destructions. "Hiya big guy!" he cheerily greeted with his friendliest voice and grin, approaching at a smooth trot. He wasn't a pup himself (unfortunately), but that didn't mean he couldn't hang out with one.