You don't pay it no mind

Nako stood silently over the edge of the cliff. His fathers feathers had been buried with his sires remains the moment he had returned to the fjord with his family. Trifling objects given up so there was less hassle of maintaining the mementos of the past. Each of the feathers had been replaced at least half a dozen times, but it had eventually been time to give them up. With a purposeful stride Nako lithely leaped down the cliff side and landed on the game trail a few feet below. There was an unknown someone in the woods close by, the windswept trees carried the strangers scent towards the male as he climbed up. It was a woman, Nako rather curious as to why anyone at all would want to come to the fjord in the first place. A cautious peek given below the top of the trail before cresting the steep cliff. There was an elegance to the she wolfs movements as she retreated towards the forest, her brownish pelt seeming a bit odd in the sunlight. His brothers could only offer him so much company in their hunts and sibling antics while his sisters were in Donostrea. This female, should she be willing, would be a nice change of pace as he gave a hurried step loud enough to get her attention but also to maintain a respectful distance.