There Ain't No Rest For The Wicked.

Aeolus had taken some time to walk alone and head for a walk. He had not seen Dayton for a while and hoped that he was not abandoned again, also hoping that his adopted father had a reason for leaving him alone for so long. His mismatched eyes scanned the area as he could easily smell the scent of an older female wolf. He did not sure if he should be worried about her, but, he was a runner and quick, he would be able to get away if this female were to hurt him.

His eyes looked over to see a beautiful light colored she-wolf. She was something to behold, but she could sense a little bit of agitation in the female that was not too far from where he stood. He cocked his head to the side, turning to see if he should say hello. Not sure if he should or not, his body began to walk for him and looked over to the female wolf, soon approaching her once more, not sure if he should say anything. He lied down near a tree not too far from where she sat and placed his head upon his paws, giving a small yawn.