Releasing the dove

Massive paws hit the moist sand with ease. A trail of his own huge paw prints followed much smaller sprints that seemed to belong to a stranger. The scent left behind was feminine, unfamiliar, and interesting. Since coming to Boreas he had met a few and was eager to meet more. Coming from a wasteland to a region so densely populated with Wolves was a breath of fresh air to say the least. Killian was not a social butterfly but after being alone for so long the idea of meeting new Wolves did not sound too horrible.

Soon the brute allowed his icy gaze to fall upon the fantastical form of the stranger in question. His gaze feasted upon her extremely thin and pale frame. She was significantly smaller then himself and lacking a lot of body mass. 'Perhaps she is ill..' Kill opened his jaws to allow her fragrance to land upon his tongue. There was no sickly touch to her scent. 'A hungry rogue then..

Growing bored of his guessing game the Klein moved across the sand. His thick slate and ivory fur was lifted with the sea breeze. As he approached Killian had a careful grin placed across his inky lips. He stopped about sic tail lengths away and raised his head in gesture to the stranger. "I envy your serenity." She looked as though she belonged at sea.