Saren had been spending his days in the den and hiding from his siblings, they were both rather loud and Saren just couldn't keep up with the pace they set. He had yet to find a space that they didn't know about but once he did he wasn't gonna tell them about it at all. He wanted a place he could exist sibling free, a place all his own where he could think. Maybe when he was older he'd show them or his parents, he would cover it with herbs and little trinkets he found. One day he'd show them all and make the most beautiful and complex things. But for now it was just another day.

He liked exploring the castle, though the boy had avoided the room with the dragon tapestry. He didn’t much want to relive his embarrassing fright. Though the urge to return was still there, despite his natural aversion. He had lost himself in the dragon’s eyes. Even though it obviously wasn’t real Iroh felt like he’d had a connection to it.

He passed by the stairway that led down to the old abandoned room, though he did glance downwards. The Abraxas boy paused for only a moment before continuing forward. There had to be better places to explore, somewhere he hadn’t made it to yet. Maybe there were secret passages, or treasure rooms that no one entered yet.

Saren spotted another pup that was in the area. He was blue in color and looked a little chubby. Saren hadn't heard that there were any other pups in the pack so this was a first for him. He figured he should go up and introduce himself, but he wasn't quite familiar with that aspect of socialization.

Having spent most of his time away from the wolves he knew, social interaction wasn't his strong suit. He had been looking in the pup's direction trying to figure out what they should do. Should he smile, say hi, say his name, call them over? There were so many choices.

Saren lifted a paw to start walking towards the other pup before putting it back and pausing in place. He truly didn't know what to do, he had no problem approaching other wolves around his siblings. Maybe that's because they were bolder than he was and that gave him a sense of confidence. That was certainly a question that needed answering, but it would have to wait until later. For now he needed to figure out how he was going to manage talking to others by himself.

Though he should have grown out of it by now Iroh still waddled when he walked, likely it was from his barrel like form. One day he would grow out of it once his muscles really developed, but for now he was quite the round pup. His dark paws pulled him forward, and he would have continued if the sight of another wolf wasn’t caught from the corner of his blue and lavender eyes. Iroh shifted to look towards the stranger.

This pup was a bit younger than himself, though would still pass for an adequate playmate. Zagan didn’t play with him very often, so maybe he had found a nice alternative. Iroh made up his mind quickly, and turned his barrel form towards this pup. He let a soft grin play on his friendly features as he tried to close the distance between them Maybe he would want to go explore too?

”Hai,” Iroh offered when he was close enough. ”Who’re you?” His voice was friendly, with a hint of playfulness remaining behind.