Steel was used to being alone. It felt like both a choice and something inescapable, no matter how he craved being anything but. Pitifully, painfully alone. A sigh fell from his lips as he trudged through the darkness, thankful for the slight reprieve from the cold temperatures. Though frigid still, the nights were growing rapidly more bearable, and he was content for the respite.
He didn't mind to find anyone. He wasn't looking for anyone. Being alone, on a a night like this, sounded fantastic. The distance howling of strangers did not startle him, nor surprise him; and he continued moving as his paws so desired. Crimson red stare was locked on the dark forest floor as he attempting to navigate with ease through the tangled mess of vines and roots that seemed to spring from every way he stepped. The fog was heavy, which didn't help in the near darkness - he snarled softly as he felt his hind paw snag on a root, and nearly fell before wrangling himself free and pushing onward.
Steel barely even saw the unconscious female before he stepped beside her. He felt fur brushing against his own paw and jerked back, taken aback at the sudden near-collision. Her scent had not been apparent.. perhaps the wind was not blowing in a favorable direction? A frown graced his features as he took a few steps backwards, examining the female carefully. She was alive.. and didn't seem immediately injured. There was no blood and he saw no open wounds
Tentative, he stared for a long moment. It felt oddly personal - staring at a stranger while she was totally unconscious - and he didn't quite know what to do. His frown grew as he leaned forward, nudging her lightly, feeling obligated to wake her up, at the very least.. he couldn't leave her here like this. Steel would nudge her again, a bit more firmly, silently hoping she would stir.
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