The change of the season would make the brute restless, he would find himself on his feet as he left his children and lover to sleep. He found that he didn't even have to search for a reason to leave them, he'd just go and do whatever whenever he wanted. Usually it was trailing around the borders, renewing scent markings. Today he'd find himself leaning off the trail, a hunt on his mind at first. While searching for some easy prey, one of the tender new babies straying too far from a den perhaps? He'd catch the sweet aroma of heat scent.
Any thoughts of food would be discarded as he became fully focused on the woman who had crossed here not so long ago. His form would find its way over the gentle hills, finally coming to see a pale she wolf. From a distance he could only judge her pale bodice, but he wouldn't feel any sort of disappointment. He would slowly try to bring himself closer, letting himself be lured in by her enticing aroma. Finding her alabaster coat pleasing to his vibrant yellow gaze. He would ignore the scent of pack upon her, taking note of the wandering she was doing in the loner lands.
He wouldn't come any closer than comfortable speaking distance, he didn't want to suddenly scare her off. His tail would wag slightly above his back, a curious smirk playing across his features. He would nod respectfully, lips not parting for any wordy greeting. If she wished his company she could embrace it. If not, his time could be better spent elsewhere.
