Stone Circle This is our story - our hope

The other male didn't speak when he turned to face Ezekiel, instead he looked Ezekiel over and tipped his head to the side. The lack of a verbal greeting was a bit of a surprise, but Ezekiel didn't mind. Maybe this male wasn't just quiet, maybe he didn't speak at all. This interested Ezekiel, made him even more curious that he already was. He trotted closer to the younger wolf, and circled around him, sniffing and investigating him. He was no warrior, from what Ezekiel could see.

The brute took a few steps back, then spoke in his low rumbling voice, I'm Ezekiel. Your name?