Heard you coming

It was spring time in Auster. The ground was wet consistently from all the rain and the vegetation was higher than ever. Which made this location especially overgrown and lush with beautiful wildflowers and herbs. Alaric was in such a area, sight seeing wether you believed it or not. He did enjoy a good area to sight see. His cane corsos were following behind him obediently as they moved through the thick foliage and towards the stone ruins of what was onc before the wild retook the grounds. A new scent flooded into his nostrils. A pack wolf. With the scent of a pack he had met one of their members before, Polaris. He straightened his posture. Was it Melisande?? He had not seen her since their...oddball encounter. He was drunk to put it short. His ears swiveled and his orange gaze searched out the scent's source. "Is anyone else here?" He called out in a neutral tone, his body posture straight yet neutral. The cane corsos stood beside him, panting and sniffing at the flowers.