Its All A Bit Foggy

Something about the fog made everything else seem distant and quiet, as if Tsuga was trapped in his own little world and everything else was separate. That delusion was inevitably shattered when he maybe heard rocks shifting under someone else's paws, followed by what was definitely someone else's voice. He startled, coming up short as the facade of peaceful seclusion fell to bits around him. It took him a moment to parse out that the voice had been young, and sounded for all he knew to be just as uncertain as he had suddenly found himself.

"Hello?" He called back, swiveling as he tried to place it's source. "Is someone-" ... There, just barely visible was the outline of another wolf, pale and taller than he was and very possibly a ghost. He had yet to encounter a corporeal spirit, though his Grandfather had lectured him at great length about the proper courtesies he must observe if Tsuga ever did have the opportunity. He was just about to dip into a low bow when he caught a bit of the girl's scent on the wind. No smell of ozone or ice, just... a young girl.

Alright, no bowing required, embarrassing mistake narrowly avoided.

He took a careful step forward as his mind rearranged the order of highest priorities. She had sounded nervous, and while she was almost a good head taller than himself, as he got a clearer look at the stranger he could tell she was still a youngling. Poor thing must have gotten lost in the fog. "Ah, hello there!" He cleared his throat, shuffling a bit in place as he battled between checking she wasn't injured or otherwise distressed and encroaching on a stranger's space. "Are you alright? I wasn't expecting to cross paths with anyone on a day like today... Lovely weather, eh?" Maybe that would get a laugh out of the youngling, or maybe she was like him and could also appreciate when things were dour and cold in a good way.


"Talk," - "Listen" - Think