Past the old border he continued, heading deeper into the former lands and closer to the strange structures ahead of him. From here he certainly couldn't admire the true beauty of the stones, or even fully realise it was more than a rock pile though he sought to investigate anyway, perhaps simply hopeful that he'd catch a better sight of the mountain lion again soon.
Instead however the other being that he found was in fact another wolf. The shout was what caught Aslan's attention, pausing to turning his head to look over his shoulder towards the tiny figure approaching him. Aslan was hardly a typical size himself though this male was amongst the smallest of wolves he'd seen.
"Hi." He responded in return, turning himself slightly so as to get a better look at the other. Now closer he could recognise the scent, this was a wolf from Threar's neighbouring pack, Fiori. "I'm Aslan Destruction." He gave his name, Fiori weren't a threat and something else about the boy's scent was stirring something familiar within Aslan's mind anyway.
