Change of Pace

The Mangrove held a lot of memories for the boy, it used to house his grandparents pack. He would come and visit them here, and he ran into Wren here once as well. It was such a beautiful area, and not that it remained untouched he often wandered over here when he needed space to think. This time he was thinking about what had happened on his very borders, about walking in and seeing two wolves mating inside his pack boundaries. One of his own pack members with a complete stranger to boot. A trespasser. Letting out a huff he shook his head, trying to scatter the thoughts that dared to weigh him down. Tonight he just wanted rest and peace, none of those poisoning thoughts that plagued him.

He was walking along when he just managed to pick out the form of a wandering woman. He couldn't help but frown, he had been hoping for no company on this night. But he wasn't going to turn and run away from her, he was too much of a gentleman for that. So he put on a small smile and padded up to her, approaching her at her right flank. Giving a small bark to alert her of his approach, he wagged his tail a few beats behind him. "Hello stranger, what brings you to these parts?" He asked simply, his brown tainted face tilting to the side as the words left his lips.