lost in the grey

He gave a small non-committal hum in response. The male was old enough to be on his own, and large enough to stand a chance in a fight, seeing another male act so vulnerable was…odd to him, but he supposed his upbringing had been rough. He supposed he could understand why the boy seemed so afraid, it was dark, the thunder was slowly building, getting louder, and he wasn’t exactly visually appealing.
“Roit.” He grumbled. “Whar ‘re ye s’pposed tae be?” He asked, his tail flicking to the side and sending a spray of water off his fur. It would be impossible to determine if he was from another pack in the rain, but there were a good number of packs in the East of Boreas excluding Crew. Then again, for all he knew the boy had been part of Crew and had simply wandered outside of the borders. So far he only knew of Chaos, Artemis and Valdis, he doubted the pack was just the four of them but he had yet to see anyone else.

This is him talking