Anthem was a thoroughly sociable man, around most of her siblings. Around strangers, he was not always so easy-going, but as he slowly approved Lekan, he felt a wave of relief wash over him. His demeanor was friendly and pleasant, and for a moment he forgot all of the disappointment and sadness he had felt in the last few months. "Hi Lekan," he repeated a greeting happily. Slowly he leaned forward to sniff the male, finding his scent unfamiliar. It did not surprise him, for he had learned that most wolves other than his family had a scent entirely different than any he was familiar with. And it seemed this boy was no exception.
His words were different to Anthem; most of his siblings spoke more simply to him, but he did not completely lose sight of the meaning behind his question. "Just walking," he stated softly. "You?" His eyes were bright and alert as he watched Nekan, but there was always a strange haze in his gaze, as though he was somewhere else. Slowly his tail would unfurl from where it lay tucked beneath him, waving at an even rhythm behind him.
