New lands to explore.

"Matters to me." Rose replied a bit testily. "I'm Rose." She eyed him some more. "What are you doing here?" She asked, shifting her weight a bit as a throbbing pain began to spread through her left hind paw, and she wondered if she had broken open the fracture again sometime while she had ben blacked out. "Because if you don't mind, I'd like to get back to getting all this salt out from my fur." She blinked at him, realizing his eyes were as black as his fur, as black as her fur should be, were it not encrusted in sea salt at the moment. "And what kind of wolf are you?" She really needed to know that. Never in her life had she seen a wolf with black eyes, horns, and long fangs like that. Nor even one this large. Not even her father nor Grizzly had been this big. Her heart ached at the thought of her late best friend and she quickly banished the thought, needing to stay in the moment with the potential threat before her. Her stomach growled angrily and she was reminded that the last time she ate was that salmon a day before her swim.