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Movement caught his eye, someone laying in the shade of a tree. Célestin swung his gaze towards the unknown figure, taking a moment to draw him in. He was young, probably around his own age and handsom. Not that the boy was yet aware of what exactly that meant to him yet, still he felt a slight lightness in his chest as he looked upon the stranger.

Not one to be deterred however Célestin approached, a friendly smile upon his face and his tail still wagging. He gave a soft bark to assure the stranger was aware of his approach before drawing up a respectable distance away from him. "Salut! " He called out, slipping naturally into his mother tongue for a moment, which if he was being honest with himself, was entirely because he was showing off. "New here?" He asked, not so much of a hint of an accent denoting this language as any more foreign than the previous one, he had been raised in both after a all;  It was a rhetorical of course, he knew the young man couldn't have been here too long, he had yet to even truly mingle his scent with that of the pack.

" I'm Célestin Adravendi, pleased to meet ya!