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@Aurëwen was away again, Vonn was otherwise occupied and @Vercingetorix had seemingly abandoned his children, leaving the growing pups more or less to their own devices for the afternoon. Now that they could regulate their heat, eat regurgitated meat and see and hear, it wasn't unusual for the cubs to be left completely alone for a while, but it made for a very bored Dragomir. He was a good kid. Truly, he was. He always stuck close to the thicket, as both instinct and good manners bid him to do. But just like his father, he was not one to easily curtail boredom by himself. It festered in him, made him impatient and restless, until at last the five week old cub abandoned the thicket and ventured out onto the mountainside. Just a stroll, he told Isilmë with a baby's incomprehensible babble.

He didn't go far at first, but farther than he might have been allowed had there been someone watching him. He toddled along with his nose bumping clumsily across the ground, following multiple scent trails that wove over each other, until the thicket was out of sight among a knot of similar trees. Never fear; Dragomir's sense of smell was already strong, and like any good homing pup, and he would have no real trouble finding his way back. Maybe a wrong turn here and there, but nothing too worrisome... Although he was going awfully fast now.

@Sadiq! Other tags are just for reference.


He hadn't had much interaction with the other pups that lived amongst the mountains. But he was enamored with his nieces and nephews, and hoped that Takiyok and Stigmata would continue to allow him to watch over them. For now though he was giving the family privacy and as such had taken to wandering the territory that they currently held a claim to.

Sadiq was still mildly confused about how the goings on of this pack worked, but he was trying to understand. Taki was being most helpful, explaining the finer points of Diaspora. His large paws carried him quickly over the terrain, and he only stopped when a new scent caught his snout. He had given Aurewen a wide berth, now that her pups were still rather young, he hadn't wanted to appear rude nor appear hostile toward a new mother. Now however with the scent of one of her youngsters on the air and no adult accompanying it, Sadiq figured now was a good time to investigate.

The inky babe wasn't far off, although he appeared to have wandered farther than should have been allowed. Tilting his head Sadiq smile slightly at the sight of the youngster with his nose to the ground.

“HEY!” He called, knowing the child would not understand the language but would at least respond to the affronting sound. Sadiq headed toward the young boy.
With his head bowed and his ears trained ahead of him, Dragomir was blind to the approach of an adult from his rear. This was an important lesson in always being aware of your surroundings, though he wouldn't see it that way for a while yet. Sadiq's loud call made him visibly jump and flare his hackles along the entire length of his spine. His hindquarters curved toward the ground as he spun around to face the white-haired male wolf who had called to him.

The eyes of a child knew no discrimination; even telling others apart without scent was sometimes difficult and he wasn't close enough to get a whiff of Sadiq yet. He thought it was Aure, and that only seemed to heighten his submission, for she had never called out to him in that booming fashion before. With a nervous lash of his tongue over his tiny lips, the pup pressed his belly toward the ground and softly whined up at Sadiq, as though to say, mummy, what did I do wrong?

The temptation to explore and continue following the trails was strong, and he cast a longing look off in the direction he'd been going, but Dragomir knew better than to test this wolf he thought was his mother. She was not normally stern, but even the promise of firmness was enough to cow him.


The child swiftly dropped to the ground, belly lowered, and hackles raised. Sadiq had obviously startled the boy. He felt an inkling of guilt seeing how submissive the boy turned, perhaps he had channeled a bit to much of his father. Alas all was said and done, so Sadiq went with it. Better to be stern, and they be safe rather than he be overly kind and something happened.

“What are you doing out here on your own?” He looked around searching for the scent of a parent or adult the might be supervising the child. Obviously someone had slacked off. “Where mother?” The northern man didn’t yet now the word for parent, although judging by the youngsters age Sadiq wondered if he would understand any of the words he spoke. He gave a disapproving stare, before catching his longing look at the path he had been solely focused on. Sadiq understood the wandering paws that afflicted their kind, he had no qualms accompanying the boy. Although wondered if Aurewen would agree with his stepping in.
Neither Sadiq's foreign tongue nor his common words registered with Dragomir. What did register was the masculine pitch of his voice, identifying that this wasn't his mother scolding him, but someone else entirely. His wide ears scooped forward as he mulled this over, determining after a moment's thought that this wasn't Vonn either. Someone new, then. His dark blues searched the man's face, but when nothing much happened besides the words he didn't understand, Dragomir began to slink along his trail once more.

But he remained completely aware of the other wolf; one tall ear swung back and pinned itself on Sadiq, and the boy kept casting looks over his narrow shoulder as he set off, sniffing with less intensity now and swaying this way as he crossed multiple scent trails and lost track of them all. On one occasion he straightened up and looked back at Sadiq before quietly chattering at him. Abluh bah abah, said Dragomir with a pointed stare.

OMG I AM SO SO SORRY FOR THE WAIUT!

With a calculating glance his way Sadiq could see the wheels turning, and the decision that had been made as soon as the youngster decided to continue on his adventure. Tilting his head to the side, Sadiq couldn’t help but wonder about the boy’s sister. If Dragomir had been able to venture so far, could his sister not have done the same. However she was potentially in a more dangerous situation, at least the young boy had Sadiq to offer him some form of protection.

The blabbering that resounded allowed Sadiq to understand just how young he was. And he felt slightly more confident speaking in his native tongue, seeing as Drago didn’t appear to speak the common tongue either. “You don’t want to go on an adventure with your sister?” He called loudly to the boy, taking a few steps to follow in case he didn’t stop. “Sister?”

From a young age, Sadiq had always been commanded to watch out for his siblings, and his family. Surely this youngster was being taught the same?

Sadiq's concern was not misplaced, but Isilmë was very good at doing her own thing. Someday the dark-haired cub might fancy himself his sister's keeper, but it was probably the other way around. He would reach his father's height if not his stature, but Isilmë had their sire's fierce face and the attitude of a Dragedan warrior. Dragomir had his own physical strengths, but the softness of his mother played through him, too. If either of them was more in need of a bodyguard, it was probably Dragomir, who was more curious and prone to getting into things.

Ahh buh da bah, he blabbered back, not understanding in the slightest what Sadiq was asking him, and not just because the man spoke yet another foreign language. He was just too young. He read body language like a professional already, but words on tongues were harder. Sadiq's concern was noted but Dragomir was fearless at this age. What could possibly harm him in his own home, he wondered as he pressed on, presumably with the adult on his heels. There was nothing.

The point was made when a grouse flushed from a nearby bush, scaring the bejeezus out of Dragomir, whose hair flared up like porcupine quills as he threw himself to the ground.


The boy spoke nonsense, and he continued on his way. Following behind, if only to make he didn’t get into to much trouble, he could stop the laugh as the boy puffed. Approaching closer, he tilted his head concern desperately trying to cover the amusement. “Ok?” The boy was fine physically, there wasn’t much a grouse could do to the young wolf, but perhaps more of a mental check was necessary.

Sadiq was fully prepared for the boy to continue his journey. And he would dutifully follow unless something dangerous came up.

As the bird clawed noisily skyward, Dragomir shrank back onto the ground and held his breath. His eyes were blown wide as he watched its brown form, so like the leaf litter beneath his paws, disappear into the trees. An adult might have swore in response to a scare like that but all Dragomir could do was remain plastered to the ground, heart racing and hackles lifted, until Sadiq reminded him that he wasn't alone.

Adventure was well and good until something like that happened. Dragomir wasn't feeling quite so confident about wandering around on his own now; he responded to Sadiq with a wordless, frightened stare and then gradually peeled himself up off the ground. That was enough for one day, he decided. When he found the strength in his jelly-like limbs to move again, it was in the direction of home, not the direction he had been going previously. That was likely to settle Sadiq's nerves; it certainly was helping Drago's.


The grouse quickly disappeared, running from the much larger predators. But it would seem that this was slightly more traumatic for the pup than Sadiq had original thought. His amusement dissipated, he waited silently for the boy to recover, letting him know he had a friend of sort nearby, if not a friend then at least a protector.

The northern man was relieved to see the youngster head home, and Sadiq dutifully followed behind. The youngster was much to young to be galivanting off on his own, but there was regret that his trip had scared him. Although Sadiq doubted this expedition would dampen the young boys adventuring spirit.
Dragomir returned to the thicket with no further detours, thoroughly deterred from wandering on his own. At least for the rest of the day. By tomorrow he would forget all about his encounter with the grouse and would be up to unsupervised wandering again, but Sadiq could rest easy knowing that today he had ensured that the young cub made it home safely. As he hastened for the thicket, he cast a quick look back over his shoulder at the man. Perhaps it could be construed as gratitude, but more likely he was just checking for his follower before disappearing back into his family's home.