Long limbs would carry the brute down through the old woods, his presence almost serene as he walked alone. His stride was confident and proud, long steps showing off his taller than normal height. His wanderings were just that, he needed to get to know the lands. So leaving his pack for a time the wolf would find himself in the weeping woods. He would observe the interesting landscape, it was so quiet. The winter had chased all of the noise making creatures from their hold. Now there was peace. His mind had been relatively blank, quiet as the world around him. That was until he came across a scent trail.
A she wolf had crossed the path not very long ago, his attention would become instantly interested. He would turn his course, following intently behind the woman. His quick pace would bring him to her in minutes, she was not incredibly small. Scorpion would still tower over her though, she held herself so submissively. He found himself interested, was she someone's lost prize? A smirk would appear on his features as he came to stand over her. "What might you be doing out here, sweet cloud?" his words honey like as vibrant golden gaze would look her over.?
