Steel and Ore Among the Runes

Lothaire's features twisted with mild concern when it became apparent he'd startled the other wolf. Whereas they tensed, he remained relaxed despite the obvious scare he'd caused the other. "My apologies, sir. I hadn't meant to startle you," he said, seeing no reason not to offer a sincere apology. He had not, however, expected the man to drag his ass across the ground in the manner he had. For a moment, Lothaire contemplated taking a step or two away from the other. His intentions were not to be rude, you see, but often times when a canine dragged their rear across the ground in such a manner, it meant they had worms. He maintained his composure despite his concern, however, and perked his ears forward to receive the words he'd share with him.

The wolf shared his desires to take one of the stones home with him, to which Lothaire tilted his head in contemplation. He didn't need to be told that no mortal wolf could move these large rocks, seeing as they were much too massive for anyone to even attempt to move. "Perhaps there are smaller pieces that broke off, but judging from the shape these magnificent boulders are in, I'd dare say it may be an impossible endeavor." He paused to look over to the earthen hued male, and arched a white brow over one of his yellow pools. "If you don't mind my saying so, dear fellow, you might have a better time searching if you were to stand."

The gray and black male offered a brief smile then before letting out a good-natured chuckle. "Come, we can search together for something you might be able to take home, but first I would exchange names with you. I was dubbed Lothaire Morei, a former noble from a land far from these." He offered a brief dip of his crown in greeting before moving on. "And you are?"