Uh... Little Help?

Since moving into Elysium Arc actually hadn't spent all that much time on the island that the rest of the pack seemed to centralize on. He went there at night to sleep in the cave that he was sharing with his mother, sister, and uncle, but during the day he liked being out here in the rock garden. It was a lot easier to go meet up with Vanille if she came calling for him if he was already on this side of the land bridge and there seemed to be a good amount of prey for him to hunt out here that wasn't as hard to catch as the mountain goats and other various mountain dwelling creatures that occupied the island. It kept him busy which was always a preference and made him feel like he was contributing some how to this pack that he was drafted into. He still didn't really know how he felt about the pack itself, but he didn't have any issues with it either.

As he was making his way across the rock garden he spotted a blue-hued boy that seemed to be about his age or so, maybe a tad younger, but he looked like he was exploring or tracking or something of that sort which caught his attention. He was pretty observant of the wolves around the pack even if he hadn't had a reason to speak to them yet so he had seen the lighter blue young man and his darker blue brother a couple of times already so it was at least a slightly familiar face—at least enough so that he knew that the other boy was also in Elysium. Just in case he was tracking something they wouldn't want to scare off, Arcturus was quiet as he approached his pack mate, coming in from an angle where the other boy could see him approaching. Giving him a nod and a little grin, Arc told him, "Hey there. Need help tracking anything? I'm looking for something to hunt."

"Arcturus Indarra"