Besides his sister's children, who were nearly the same age as him, Steel hadn't met any pups. His world was relatively small, consisting of little other than his parents and siblings and Novel and her children. He knew there were many others in Sawtooth that he would come to meet, but still his scope of acquaintances was quite small. There was a soft sound in the distance that his ears picked up quickly, and slowly he turned to search for the source of it.
His attention had been fully on his goal for the day -- which was trying to catch something for his family to eat, on his own -- but his focus very quickly shifted to the boy in the distance. Vibrant crimson gaze would fixate on him, examining him unblinkingly as he tried to figure out who he was. It wasn't anyone he knew, but he stared anyway as though he might figure it out with time. The boy's nose wrinkled, testing his scent as the gentle breeze drew it towards him. "Who's you?" he would inquire sternly as the stranger crept nearer. His father had always been rather adamant about not talking to strangers when he was alone, and this boy was entirely unfamiliar to him.
