Quote:He shouldn't be surprised that they were coming more often now. It was the thick of winter and if they'd strayed up the mountain on their own... well, he would want someplace to rest too.
The man didn't sniff around the bush and immediately got to business, speaking his mother's name before his own.
Nash's ears involuntarily dropped. "Come in," he said. "There's someone you should talk to."
Accepted
The man was void of emotions, haunched awkwardly into a submissive stance as he awaited the dark man's reply. His eyes respectfully cast down towards ebony paws. He wasn't left in silence for long. The stranger didn't request his name, his odd response drawing richly golden eyes up. They narrowed, his eyebrows furrowing, this didn't seem customary. He cast a wary glance around the trees before crossing the border. Why would he need to talk to someone...unless this wasn't the leader? Reality was failing to dawn on the young male, the shift in demeanor of the other wolf gone unnoticed. All he could think about was how odd this scenario was, and if he should be waltzing in. His mother had been raised by cannibals after all.