He was in his own little world lost in a land that was almost a duplicate of his birth place. Such a lovely sight, his family there too, eating away under the sun. How peaceful they looked. Something would stir his thoughts though, a sound nearby, something moving through the grass just a few feet away. Zabu wouldn't pay much attention to it though, brushing it off as a small mammal just grazing on the grasses, no danger to him. After a few moments though he would feel something sniffing at his belly, then suddenly lick him. Eyelids would shoot open, the male quickly curling up and rolling onto all four, taking a jump back onto another boulder, amber gaze narrowed on the animal. A wolf.
The man would huff, tail curling behind him as he stared at the shewolf, nose wiggling. "Excuse me miss, but that is not how you greet somebody." He'd tell her, hands going to his hips as he continued to stare at her. "I am no meal, my kind has a few things within our body that would cause you canines to become ill." His arms would cross over his chest.
