Since you've been gone...

Basilsik frowned as he found his wandering steps taking him towards the Sparse Pines. A wolf he had called friend had claimed this territory for only a breath before something had happened to her. Her disappearance was a mystery that seemed unlikely to give any that knew her closure. Perhaps that was why he had avoided this territory for so long. But now, his ear freshly torn from the raid and frustration boiling over, he found himself wandering into the late night and entering a territory he had until now subconsciously avoided.

His Peregrine falcon swooped overhead, enjoying the thrill of rising and diving in the chilled night air. He might have missed the statue-like wolf entirely if not for a casual glance in the direction of the white-frosted creature. His eyes roamed over her, and then snapped back in surprise. He lifted his head, sampling the air and catching the faint traces of her. “Excellent impression of a statue. Or have you frozen over?” he asked the shorter wolf mildly, coming to a full stop, and turning to face her. Sensing a chance, his falcon let out a soft cry and swooped down once more. Coming to an elegant stop on his shoulder blades, sharp eyes scanning the space around them.

"Speech"