The wolf to come out of hiding was a young woman. A girl, really. White ears swiveled forward and two-toned lavender and blue eyes locked upon her. She was... pretty. Blonde and brown. Friendly looking. She looked to be around the same age as the black and white boy. Rising from his place Beat moved towards the girl and extended his neck, experimentally sniffing noses with her in greeting. She explained that she was new to the lands and she hadn't mean to stare. The boy grinned and shook his head. "Oh, don't worry about it. New to the lands, eh? Where are you from?" Being home and being with Twig constantly had bolstered his conversational skills considerably. He was no longer afraid to speak.
"What's your name, by the way? I'm Beat Destruction. My pack, Abaven, is in the East." Lifting one striped foreleg, he pointed in the direction of home. If she was new, where did she come from? Were there other lands that he didn't know about? Curiosity sparked in the boy and he waited to ask more questions until she answered the ones that he'd already asked.
"Chatting." & 'Thinking'
Aunt Twig may enter any of Beat's threads while he is underage.
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