Moonspear but now's the time to look

He had let his head sink down to set on his paws, and there he stayed until he noticed Rannoch. Thankfully, unlike all of his shadowy family members, his approach wasn't all that difficult to miss and didn't put him on guard. Jarilo popped up his head, but his mood didn't particularly spring up with it yet. And, now that he'd heated up a little spot here on this rock, he was truthfully a bit reluctant to uncurl himself just yet since he doubted the Frostfur to come at him that intensely anyway. A proper greeting, one more fitting of how the juvenile typically took to others, just may have to wait a minute for the motivation to get all in place... or for the burly gray male to come within range.

Still, he would call out before he could get there, if he was going to. "Hey Rannoch!" he barked from his spot, and fanned back his ears when he wondered what his packmate was doing out here. Although he didn't go well out of his way to show it, he was still glad to see him and beat his tail against the stone. He had been kind of wrapped up in other stuff, so had not seen him a lot lately. It crossed his mind only briefly that maybe a piece of being out of touch like this was contributing to his Mood. It definitely wasn't helping any.