Take three hundred and fifty four

He found her with both his eyes and nose at the same moment. Taking a deep breath, tilting his nose slightly down to her smaller frame, he asked. "Did you fall into Io's healer kit?" She smelled like she had been rolling about in some herbs of late. He trotted to close the gap between, turning his head to smile at her as he fell into place at her side. Since he had come from the direction she was going, it required a turn-about to do so. He could be a little oblivious about some things. Especially when it came to what a girl went through when they reached two years of age. It was going to be a while still before his blood sister reached it, and no one else in the pack had gone through a seasons heat that he was to know of. For all he knew, she had just decided to take a bath in a bucket of herbs. Not that it didn't smell nice, it was just unusual for Mal.

She was holding to a decent pace today, but his longer legs kept up with ease. "Hey Reaper-girl" he returned her greeting, his tail flicking lightly behind him. "You up for a rematch after this? I'm [i]so ready[\i] to take you down" he teased. Glad she was getting the border patrol over quickly. It meant that rematch would be all the sooner.