Lost & Found

A few days had passed since he had been washed up on shore and then patched up by the Valhalla Alphess and thought the glowing woman claimed to not be very skilled at healing, he felt nearly one hundred percent now. His black and tan coat was no longer crusted in dry sea water and his stomach no longer flipped and threaten to empty itself into the ground before him. He was in that woman's debt and he would surely see her again but for now, he would explore this new land she said was named Boreas, and try to get his barring before he found her once more. He headed north-west from the bay he had washed up on, slipping around clear borders of packs along the way and quickly making his way past them. He took in the sights and smells of the earth and so far everything seemed normal until he caught glimpse of a strange set of rocks in the distance, the way they sat causing him to pause. The stones looked nothing like he had seen before and curiosity got the better of him and his dark paws shifted direction and head towards them. He took a second and glanced his blue eyes towards the sky and sure enough, the female red-tailed hawk circled above him high in the air. The raptor thus far never left him and he now got into the habit of tossing the bird a chunk of his kills, much to what seemed to the Hawk's delight.

Drachen couldn't help the saw he felt as he drew closer to the ruins, the massive rubble obviously made by something and for something grand. Perhaps some sort of tribute to a great leader? Some mass grave? A God? A snort left his earthen nostrils as his long dark legs carried him slowly deeper into the ruins. His oceanic blue eyes scanned over the strange stones, completely engrossed until he heard the Hawk's shrill scream from above and the wind shifted and carried a scent to him. Drachen paused, his obsidian ears twisting and turning while his earthen nose lifted into the air and breathed in the scent on the wind. It was another wolf, male by the scent and close. The Vaekhal male shifted his weight from side to side slightly as he decided whether or not he wanted to stay or leave but in the end, curiosity and perhaps a bit of stubbornness kept the black and tan male in place. Casually he continued weaving through the rubble while his deep blue eyes scanned for the frame of another wolf, just barely noticing the soft scrap of talons on stone as his hawk landed above him. He glanced up at her and noticed her staring in one particular area behind the stone at his side so he rounded it and saw the other wolf he had scented on the wind.  He was a massive beast with his earthen coat riddled with scars that even Drachen was kind of curious about how the other male acquired them. Drachen observed the scarred male for a moment longer before calling out just loud enough to be heard over the distance "An impressive sight." Drachen shifted his dark face towards the strange stones briefly before returning his sharp gaze back to the other male.