Sodden Hunting Trip

It still amazed Seumas to see some of the peculiarities that the wolves in these lands bore. For instance, Ardyn's glowing fur, his tusks! He wondered what the mystical causes were for such wonders. The male himself felt quite plain in comparison.  

Seumas took a few steps forward closer to the alpha and dipped his head low. They weren't on the other male's lands, but he still deserved respect. The hunt truly had been a feat. He had never seen a beast such as the one they felled that day. It was only through skill and some luck that all had come away unscathed.

"Good afternoon, Ardyn. It's good to see you again. I've been just fine, thank you." That may be a slight overstatement. Seumas had of course been fine over the last while, if not lonely. In his solo wanderings around Boreas, he had rarely encountered others. It was slowly grating the male down.