As he sat there, stoicly staring ahead, just barely making out shapes of oaks in the shadows. More akin to lurking figures than any real trees he'd seen before. His instincts were well honed by this point, he didn't sense any real danger, but he couldn't say he liked this place all that much. As such he didn't have much reason to suspect anyone else would be roaming these woods, the ground squelching beneath wandering paws, set on approaching him whether he wanted company or not.
He turned slightly, raising a brow at the outline of purple wolf once she was within view, just about through the thick sheets of falling rain. The world a miserable grey. She'd approached from down wind, clever, though perhaps not intentional as he'd first assumed. It was just easier, safer to assume the worst then back track if need be, he was usually right, but not always.
"Can I help you?" He asked, not outright hostile but wary all the same. She had to know how this looked, right?
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