There Ain't No Rest For The Wicked.

Aeolus would soon sense the female approaching him, mismatched eyes meeting his own as he looked into them. Her alabaster canines shown as she had a somewhat dark tone. He was not afraid. He had witnessed his entire pack's death, including his parents, and now Dayton was nowhere to be found so he would not care if death itself took him away now.

"No ma'am, my parents and my pack were killed by the epidemic that probably ravaged some of this land as well. My apologies for disturbing you, but I only came here to think. My adopted father might have abandoned me and now I have nowhere else to go, and no one to turn to," he would speak his mind and his intentions with the light colored dame, head soon down upon his paws.