The golden boy had made his way towards where he thought he was going. A sigh escaped his maw for he was alone on his travels again. The run in with his new friend Mercianne had been nice while it lasted; but now he had to get back on track. The brute's cobalt blue gaze averted to the land before him...hills....barren hills....

And of course winter was almost here, it was well in Autumn and Scipio's coat wasn't really the type of coat for the cold. The golden boy needed golden sunshine to keep him warm. A small smile appeared on his maw as he amused himself with his thoughts. Each paw in front of the other brought him closer to his destination. did the male really want to go to Ludicael? Was he even going the right way? Maybe it was the fear factor of his past encounter with a pack that made the wolf a bit hesitant.

But this was a new land with new wolves. Heck, he still didn't know where his brother was. Cobalt blue eyes averted to the sky that had a few gray clouds in it. Hopefully it wouldn't rain. But overall it was a sunny day. How many friends did he have so far...one? Yes, he was right, one friend. Scipio still did not mind. Then again it didn't really matter on how many friends one has. It only matters if one is happy with whichever friends they have.

Here we go again, more thoughts. With a sigh the brute flicked his golden tail. Scipio wondered if anyone was out here. But he was kind of preoccupied at the moment by his thoughts.

As the male continued decided to stop by a puddle in the grass that was probably from a recent rain. The brute leaned over to look at his reflection and tilted his head a bit. He looked a bit different then when he last saw himself. His face more matured and even more handsome than before. The auburn streaks falling from his miraculous cobalt blue eyes quite defined his facial features. And then there was the unusually long light auburn fur starting at the top of his head down his back to tail. Such an odd design yet he was pleased with it. Scipio looked at his handsome face and then looked away. Golden and auburn fur was what he say.

Then again everyone in his first pack had the same fur as he. But the pack he had been stolen into had been full of gray colored wolves with black snouts. Rude was their nature subduing him and the rest of his family to slavery. How so can one be so abused yet come out so...lighthearted? He did not know...maybe a miracle perhaps...

Things at home had been busy. New Alphas. New ranks. New chances. She had hoped that she would be given a spot amongst the ranks. In less than a week she would be a year old. An adult. She was excited. But with that she knew her mother was growing older, she going to be 8, it was becoming clear to the young wolf that she was slowing down. Part of her worried for her mother. But only time would tell how things worked out. She had left Tortuga again for the time being, venturing out to explore new lands. Today the land that she stood on was barren. It was almost as though you could see for miles. Paws lightly caressed the hard ground, barely making any noise as she prowled forward. Recently rains left puddles here and there that she occassionally stopped to drink at. She would be returning home soon. She tried not to linger out of the pack territory for too long, else her mother would worry. Soon she found herself in the company of another. His back was to her, head bent down as he stared at a puddle. His pelt was made up of golds and auburns, odd markings covering his frame that was visible to her. Emerald jewels assessed him quietly, gait stilling. Ringed tail swayed gently, licking at her heels. There was a brief moment of silence before she spoke. "Like what you see?" Tones where spoken sweetly, but her expression quietly mocked him. She sauntered forward, moving closer to him, her chin tucking slightly in case the brute decided to try anything. A smirk lifted part of her features. Getting a better look, it was clear that he wasn't much older than her, so what was he doing out here by himself? Surely he had a home or family. She rounded his side in a wide circle. Ears pushed forward expectantly, eyes bright, brow lifted slightly. Perhaps she could befriend him. She didn't have many friends, if any, besides her brothers, but she didn't think that should count. Maybe he'd join Tortuga if he didn't have a home? Speech,

Golden ears perked up as Scipio heard a voice. It had a small note of sarcasm in it as a dame he assumed asked him if he liked what he saw. She then came into view as she came up closer to where he was. Scipio did not shift nor stand up from his haunches. The male quietly took a moment to think before replying.

"If you actually cared about it then yes...I think so. It's nice to look at oneself every once in a while and see the changes. We all grow to be handsome and beautiful in our own way don't we?" he said in a soft tone while he seemed aloof with thoughts in his mind.

Then the brute averted his cobalt blue gaze onto the dame.

"My name is Scipio, Scipio Sperling." he said as he remembered his manners.

So far this femme seemed like a fun gal, at least she had a sense of humor. Perhaps she would be his friend, or not. But hopes were up that he could at least have someone to talk to for a little while more.

Looking back down at the puddle a small smile appeared on his maw.

"Not quite the outside that matters...but the inside. Yet we are pleased with what is to be seen on the outside. Or maybe we just don't look hard enough to realize." he mumbled to himself.

With a flick of his tail Scipio looked back up at the dame before him and gave her a friendly smile.

"And what may your name be?" he curiously asked.

It was as if the thoughts continued but while the words exited his mouth. Two things at once was what he thought was going on. Thinking and speaking, a normal combination.

She seemed to be around his age, or at least looked like it. His head tilted a bit to the side as curiosity piqued his mind. She was pretty too, but he let that thought slide before he spoke it. To Scipio every dame was pretty; yet maybe it was the gray around her striking green eyes or the rings of gray around her tail. An interesting pattern, but then look who's thinking.

The brutes smile continued as he was quite comfortable and content here for now. Surely she would answer, no?

She offered a small shrug as he spoke. His words were odd, spoken as though he much older than her. He seemed to absorbed in his own mind to really realize what he was saying. She didn't have a bad impression of him so far, just thought he was a little weird. Scipio His name reached her ears as he introduced himself. Since he had turned to face her, she got a look at the strange markings on his face, his sharp blue eyes. And a strange tag on his ear. She wondered how he got it. For the moment she remembered that her mother had taught her some manners and not to be rude. His next words were mumbled so she paid little attention to them even though she heard him. "Maia." Her name rolled off her tongue easily. A simple name that her mother gave her. Simple like her momma. "You have weird markings." A gently thrust of her muzzle gestured to his facial markings. Skull titled to the left, curiousity brightening her features. She had never been subtle, always poking her nose in others business. She didn't care. Any method of gathering information worked for her so long as she got what she wanted. She would one day be ruthless. But he didn't know that and neither did she. For now they would enjoy eachothers company as youngsters but there was no doubt that she would try to sway his opinion on things. Speech,

Golden ears perked up as the dame said her name, Maia. Her name was simple yet sweet. A smile then appeared as she said he had weird markings. Sure, maybe...but the boy never considered them weird, just unique.

"Well it's a pleasure to meet you Maia." he said with a friendly smile and a wag of his golden and auburn tail.

"I guess you could say that but I consider them unique. After all they make me me right? I like your markings, the accents around your eyes and that tail, it's really pretty." he said in reply.

The brute's own tail just had some auburn on top of it coming down from the top of his head. Sure the brown stripes under his eyes were a bit odd but he liked how he was. His cobalt blue gaze swept over her taking in the details of the dame. He wondered if her fur was completely black, or did it have a bit of brown in it?

The young brute shook off the thought as he then looked around again. Maybe he would wait to find a pack. Maybe he would find some friends first, like Maia here. And perhaps he would just have to consider his brother dead then...or just living on his own. Scipio realized he was happy here in these lands, he didn't plan on leaving anytime soon. This was his home now, he would start anew.

But first wouldn't the young male have to get himself out there in the world? Sure, he could start with a simple friendship....that's all it took right?