Washed Ashore

The waters from black island and back to the beach were rather cold but not too harsh thanks to the thick coat of fur Malus had. His white fur and black tipped tail glistening with the drops of the freezing water. The journey to the island was a dangerous one and the trip back was just as dangerous but he was determined to retrieve some items from the black island and examine them when he got back to a slightly safer location. However upon getting up and shaking himself off there was another wolf one that seemed closer to where he was and on the other side of the border. The sight shocked him slightly not thinking that there would be someone else all the way out here right now let alone a pack wolf from what he could tell from the faint scents he picked up from her. Taking pride in this fluffy fur he would once again shake off what he could and proceed to be closer to her location but still remain on the outside of the pack lands border. What could he do he thought to himself nothing of love at the moment but out of respect he would fish around his bundle of goods trying to figure out what he might give to the stranger as a token of good will and maybe earn him a little bit of good faith from the pack should he meet more of them.

Perhaps though the stranger might have caught a glimpse of him approaching from the water anyway so it wouldn't be such a surprise and maybe it would be respectful of him to make his presence known if she hadn't so he could give the gift over to her, "Hello there miss I apologize for being this close to your land but I thought I would give something out of good faith in case I do come around this way again for another trip to the black island its a herb I picked up but I have little to no knowledge about them so maybe you might know someone who might have a use for it" and like he said he would Malus would pick up one of the herbs he gathered and move closer to where he seen her and drop the herb on the pack land side of the beach only having his head cross the imaginary line so the herb was closer to her but he wouldn't move closer than that out of respect for the pack territory.

Watching carefully to see what the stranger would do now only hoping she wouldn't chase him off. He had more items he could give but some of which was for himself and the various projects he planned on working on when he returned to his ever changing home else where also known as constantly moving when a pack moves into a area he settled in. Depending on how this meeting went over might determine if he could try to join this pack. Sadly with how the weather was and the need to constantly switch where he was living he might not get the chance to after this so Malus was determined to make the first impression the best he could. Getting into a pack meant he would have a more stable home to stay in and in turn he could maybe put his own talents to use. With a gentle smile he spoke once more, "I hope you can find a better use for this herb than I can the only thing I would use it for would be a trophy to say I made it to the island across the way from here and back" with a slight chuckle Malus would sit and listen patiently not bothered too much by the wintry weather.