New Beginnings [Sirius]

He stood there, silent in his contemplation. All the prey had either scampered off to hide away or fled the area completely. He was lowering his snout to begin his hunt when
a whisper of sound caught his ear. Both audits pricked forward to better catch the sound as he brought his head back up and turned to face the wolf who'd found him. The wolf's pelt was as dark as his own, but there were . . . notable differences. Dove took in the wolf's markings and simply blinked when his own lavender eyes spotted tucks peeking from beneath their lips. Dove tilted his head, the spot between his eyes puckering as a frown graced his own dark visage. He'd never seen such wild markings, let alone such large teeth.

The wolf would have been banished as a monster in the kingdom.

He studiously ignored that thought before banishing it with violent abandon. They have no bearing here. And they never would; he would make sure of it.

"Hello," he greeted, eyes meeting the other wolf's briefly before slinking back to the nature surrounding. He jerked them back to the other's gaze, the conditioning of avoiding the gaze of those ranked above him taking hold for but a moment. Never again, he'd promised himself, and he had to remember to hold himself to that. New land, new rules. A land in which no one determined his worth but Dove himself.