Gyrfalcon's Keep Night & morning with my tears

Though his ears were occupied by the cries of birds, Kavos noticed from the corner of his eye something dark-furred and wolf-shaped. Naturally, his first thought was that Hydra had found him. He turned almost eagerly, but the wag of his tail is staved slightly when he realized that navy eyes had been replaced by silvery ingots, and confusion took his expression away for a moment. He lifted his nose curiously, smelling little else but salt and sand, but also the distinct scent of a stranger.

Still, his blood sang for him to seek company, even in the face of someone he doesn't know, so he came closer; his tail ticking slowly back and forth as he tried to ascertain her receptiveness to him. His ears pressed forward, and he left several wolflengths between them so that she might decide for herself if she wanted to stay and let him approach, or turn away from him.