He wasn't sure what exactly he was doing, nor where he was going. He had left the pack for the day to go out and do...something. He wasn't sure yet if he wanted to check out the other packs, or if he simply wanted to go and see how Boreas was faring as opposed to Auster. It was early morning, the sun wasn't even up yet, and the sea winds around him were cold. While his fur was thick and suited for cold weather, he still shivered now and again. Likewise, Kimahri didn't seem to like this cold wind either, but so far he hadn't complained about it. The pair walked quietly along the strip, the sound of the ocean all around them, but that was it. Everything else, or whatever inhabited the strip besides clams and crabs, seemed to be sleeping. He wasn't hurrying, nor was he walking slowly, so the trip across the bifrost would surely give him plenty of time to think about what to do when he made it to the next territory...right?

Ganta knew that Roza was nearly at Fiori territory when he decided to part from her and do some more scouting of the land. He hoped she’d listen, stay close to her family while he traveled back down to Auster, but the young male was still having a hard time deciding just where he wanted to raise Dragoste. There was nothing else that morn but the cold, biting wind, and Ganta was thankful for the mane that kept his head a little bit warmer during such weather. Still, despite himself, he shivered now and again. It was then that Ganta saw not one, but two figures. The first was a wolf, definitely. He perked his ears and came to a stop, breathing in and out with a slow intake of breath and then an exhale. He thought he recognized the other wolf, though with the lack of proper light he wasn’t too sure. He scented the wind, but even that was against him, carrying his scent to the other two creatures rather than to him. Alas it seemed Ganta would have to wait until they got closer. "Talk" "You" Think

Steadily, the winds grew a little colder, which in turn made him fluff his coat up more against it. He was glad that he had such a thick coat, otherwise he'd be int he same boat as Gryphon and would probably freeze his tail off! He snickered a little at the thought...what if one were to literally freeze their tail off? Was that even possible? He kinda wanted to find out, but the only places cold enough to test it was in the far north, and he didn't particularly feel like going all the way there to test it. Sighing, the male glanced up and saw a figure up ahead. A brow rose in question, was that Ganta? What was he doing coming back towards Auster? While the wolf had been a part of Talis, he wasn't quite sure what to think. Ganta had expressed forming a pack and forging an alliance, that is, when his mother was in charge. Now though, he didn't know what would be different. He supposed time would tell. As the pair approached the odd wolf, "Ganta?" That single word fell from his lips with confusion, though green eyes were guarded. A new pack meant potential rivalry over resources...and he'd be damned if someone tried to take advantage of that. Besides...he didn't really trust anyone. His trust circle was extremely small, and although he had warned Ganta about some old guy that had a vendetta on the Hellstrom family, he wasn't quite sure if he should talk to him at all on a personal level. ooc//I am SO sorry if this started turning into an incoherent pos...i'm literally trying not to fall asleep x.x Walk, "Talk" Think