Darkest Heart

Well he'd never been here before, but then again it didn't take him long to reconsider his options. The west had such a vast amount of different terrain that he was sure he could have found any place better than this. The stench of tar was strong in the air and his nose wrinkled at the smell. He would have turned and walked away right then and there if he hadn't heard another wolf. Apparently someone didn't like it here either.

Curiosity got the better of him and the large male maneuvered through the fog and tar towards where the sound had come from. It didn't take him long to find a dark slate and white colored wolf with tar stuck on his foot. He barely suppressed the chuckle that threatened to leave his mouth and instead he offered a friendly smile towards the other male.

"I'm guessing you've never been here before? I'm pretty sure you're not supposed to eat that stuff." His tone was joking, and still friendly, as he addressed the other wolf.

"Speech"