CHEW THEM UP LIKE BUBBLEGUM

He had always enjoyed the isolation of the north, ever since that first day his paws had carried him away from what he had considered home for so long the golden boy had yet to return. Even to this day he had really no desire to return to his pack. Though his loyalties still did and always would lie with Seracia and Maverik, especially when was threatened them, he now realized that he wanted different things. Wanted something beyond being the advisor to the king. Maybe once day he would make it back to his pack long enough to tell them that but for now he was content to allow his paws to carry him where they wished throughout the north.

The snow had begun to fall, lazily at first, drifting from the sky silently and as the first flake brushed his cheek the male stopped. Head tipped back to regard the sky that seemed to have gathered a cluster of clouds above. He had always loved the snow but even as he stood there the storm began to pick up until the snow fall was made even thicker as the wind picked up the snow on the ground and threw it around as well. It might have all been quite magical if not for the cold bite of the wind. He was just lowering his head when a figure came drifting into view, as cold and beautiful as the storm sweeping around them. A smile would slide across his features, golden eyes narrowing as he began heading for the figure in the distance who also seemed to be heading for him. "Greetings!" He called, slowly closing the distance between them, trying to figure out if this wolf was male or female, friend or foe.

Speech!