Stone Circle creeping, in some sad way

As Larus caught the eye of the dark figure, he realized that it was a wolf. He dipped his head in silent greeting as the stranger approached, flicking his ears to the sound of Howl's voice; he seemed to be close to Larus in age and quite healthy, which meant the pack was stronger as a result. Perhaps he was related to their dark alpha - but Larus couldn't make out any similarities beyond the dark pelt, so he put that idea to rest.

Hello, he greeted after a beat, his tail swaying softly at his hocks for a few pendulum beats before he assumed his usual slouch. I don't think I've met you yet - how long have you been with Easthollow? Glossing over the fact he failed to introduce himself like a proper functioning adult, Larus felt like this was going well.