Phantom Hollow Tranquility

@CarsonQuin :) Set sometime after him meeting some of the pack members. Assuming this is ok

Finally. After a long while of observing, the dark girl had absent mindedly wound her way through the shadowing trees, back to the pond and the fern glade that she and the former alpha had trained. It was strange but this place was starting to become one of which she could simply empty her mind and feel more down to earth. With a slight huff, she relaxed back onto her haunches, her muzzle resting between her paws and gazed at her reflection dancing on the surface of the water. A whine escaped her maw and she thumped her tail, brightening up as the wolf in the pond responded with the very same gesture. Maybe she was reminiscing those moons she spent running side by side with her siblings, learning as her mother and father taught them to hunt, she wasn't entirely sure. Nevertheless, it was good to escape the nagging weight on her shoulders for the time being.

Carson appeared in a dark forest. Seeing a small, black wolf on her belly looking at her reflection. He didn't intrude her, instead he watched the pretty, black fae. Carson didn't take his eyes off her, he just stood in the dark, quite forest. He could slightly hear the female wolf's tail thump up and down on the ground. Carson slowly took a step forward and walked towards the beautiful, small female. He still kept a distance from her - as he didn't know if she will jump up at him. Carson stood next to her with a small distance. "Hello There," he said with a calm but serious voice. He didn't take any more steps, otherwise he might make the female wolf uncomfortable. The forest didn't have much light but had enough light so he could see her.

Only the tweet of a robin signalled that another presence had emerged into the clearing, the rest of the landscape it seemed was still amidst the last traces of winters clutches. It was his scent that gave the brute away, a strong musky odour that was foreign to the young female. Cocking her head to one side, she rose to her paws and turned to face the newcomer, a dark yearling very much like herself.

"Greetings," she voiced eventually, her eyes narrowing as she examined his lanky figure. Should she trust him? Not yet. Heck, they hadn't even met properly. "So you're the new recruit?" The answer, the youngster already knew, she was just curious as to how he would react. After all, her conversation with Silver had inspired her to engage with her pack members rather than lurk in the shadows..

Carson smirked at the black female. He found the new female very amusing. The ground was moist and there was mostly dirt. When the female spoke his ears perked up. The new recruit....hmm..suppose I am, I need to keep my temper tho."Greetings, suppose I am the new recruit," said Carson with a stern but kind voice. He tried not to make himself look scary and bad. Carson felt comfortable near the black female wolf. He sat down in-front of her and just looked at her beautiful eyes. Carson could hear wolves in a distance, but they were very far. "I'm Carson, who might you be?" he asked with a curious soft tone. He tried not to ask to many questions nor get very close.