Dublin was searching around the area. This time, he would try to hunt something. He thought he was old enough, and anyway, how hard could it be to catch something small, or puppy sized? He was almost 4 months old, after all. He tried sniffing the ground. He remembered the smells a bit from the food he ate, and tried to find the animals that he remembered as small.
And like his cousin, Pasha was also searching around the area. Though food wasn't hardly on his mind, but rather all the other things he could have been doing. The borders had proven themselves quiet for yet another moment, thus his inward exploration, and the solitude of the woodland had begun to bother him. He was tempted to seek out his father for company but thought better of it, if only because there were things that had kept him occupied as of late. There was of course, his siblings, but Pasha didn't feel too much like getting them riled up.
So that left what he found just beyond the next ridge and clump of evergreens—another cousin. He almost mistook it for Eimear before he realized that it was not her, yet the resemblance was there in detail. He beelined for him all the same with a wagging tail, hoping that for whatever reason his approach to his one of Kaskara and Kieran's brood would go a little easier. He wasn't inclined to scare them all, anyway.
Dublin looked at the larger wolf, who was wagging his tail. Dublin saw the sign of friendliness, and eagerly said "Hello! I am Dublin. Who you?" Dublin's knowledge of language was good, but he still skipped and said words sometimes, after all, he was just a puppy.
The other wolf looked friendly, and Dublin was glad that his pack was so nice. Everyone seemed to be playing and happy whenever he saw them, and of course, he always was open to playing with the older wolves, even if he was a bit smaller than them.
"I'm Pasha," he said once he knew he was being received well. At least it was going better than his last encounter with his cousin so far. Dublin seemed to be a lot more outgoing than Eimear if first impressions meant anything, and since they did to Pasha, he felt like they were going to get along just fine.
"What are you doing out here today? Finding cool stuff?"
Dublin leaped around, repeating the other wolf's name "Pasha Pasha Pasha" His small form was wriggling around, his tail wagging fast, happy that the bigger wolf payed attention to him. Dublin loved attention.
"Yeah! Everything is pretty! Very cool." Dublin nodded decisively, "Yes yes yes." Dublin especially liked the grass, it was soft on his paws and it looked pretty too.