The forest was an interesting place to reside right next to his new home. The mines were not the fanciest of places, but it was interesting and had plenty of space for wolves. Not to mention they could have private chambers of their own to relax in without others disturbing them. He was simply glad to have his mate back, and with autumn coming along the pups would be old enough to start their own paths. They were growing up and he was glad for that, it was a little heartbreaking but these things happened. As the giant rubbed himself against a tree to get an itch on his back before looking to the tree's. "Things are finally turning for the better." he said out loud letting out a small sigh. Listening to the birds with his dark colored slate ears. His bi-colored orbs looked around as if he expected something to happen. Well he always did here in the north. It wasn't like he had any real enemies, but he had to be cautious. His pack was his life, and he would have to defend it as such otherwise he was a complete failure in this world. Speech,

He was rather comfy up in these large trees, the shade hid him away from the fading summer heat. It really had been much to hot for a black bird to simply be about. Everything was fine, his eyes sliding closed for a little nap until something rustled against his tree trunk, and then talking to themselves. Clacking his beak together he opened his eyes to peer down at the blue wolf who sat below him. Golden gaze was narrowed, irritation making his feathers puff up. "Oi, oi! B is trying to sleep you stinky woof! Go and leave B alone, this is B's tree!" He cawed, head moving from side to side as he inspected the strange wolf. He had silly colours, blue was for water, not for wolves! Hopping a few more branches down so that he was closer to the strange wold, he shuffled down the branch until he was peering right down at the strange wolf. It wasn't really his tree, but B was in it so that made it is, right? Right!

After he inspected the wolf for any shiny objects, he clacked his beak together again. "Why are you wearing a mask? Are you hiding from B? Cause B can see you, caw! You aren't a very good hider, smelly water wolf!" He called, his green striped crest swaying with his constant head movements. "Does it come off? Can B have it?" It would look a little silly, a black mask on a black bird. But it would be his! And that was pretty cool, having things was a very good thing, oh yes! Lots of things.

Quelt raised his head to the bird as he spoke. Blinking for a moment as he starte to step back from the tree. A smile growing slightly on his face partly scrunched up in hurt from being called smelly. After all he'd like to consider himself a very clean wolf on terms of bathing. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to is turn you my friend" he mused as the bird continued to talk about how oddly colored he was. It had been some time since his marlins had been inquired about but this was not the first.

He tilted his head a little at the bird who spoke in third person. Water? Oh he was speakin about his slate blue body. "Unfortunately it is a part of my fur birdy otherwise I would give it to you" quelt said a bit sadly, thought shifting a bit hoping the crow would not peck at him. Only to notice the strang feathers on his head. "You've got some pretty head feathers, my names quelt walker is yours b?" He questioned stayiń polite and holding a smile. Part of him couldn't believe he was talking like this with a crow.

B, Just B

The wolf seemed all too willing to give B his mask, and yet he claimed that it was stuck to his face. "Lies!" He cawed, fluttering down from the branch to land between the wolf's shoulder blades. His wings stuck straight out as he fought for balance between them, letting out a loud caw when he just about slipped. The bird was careful to avoid digging his claws into the strangers back and his head reached forward, beak snapping over a few of the black hairs that made the mask. Whistling softly, B pulled back and rubbed his feathered head against the back of Quelt's neck. "B is sorry, water woof did not lie. B just wanted a mask to wear! Does big woof have a shiny for B? Oh, B does like shinies, caw!" The wold introduced him as Quelt, and B let out a few soft calls and he settled himself between the man's shoulders even more, knees bending as he rested his underside on the wolf. Ah, this was nice and soft! Fur made a nice nest, oh yes! B should have thought to collect some for his many nests, it would be nice in the winter to keep all of the heat in. Such a clever bird! "Yes, B is B and just that!" He said, answering Quelt's question.

Now that he was all tucked in among the slate blue fur, his feathers ruffled slightly due to his comfort. "Quelty woof, can B stay here? Quelty is so soft and warm, yes oh yes! B likes strange blue wolf!" Rubbing his beak against the soft fur, a content call passed through his beak, another nice nuzzle placed on the back of Quelt's neck.

, ♥ lauz