Meadowlark Prairie Thinking bout all the fights on the phone

For @Gucci or @Sayf... or both, if the two find themselves near 

Tagging Fury for reference

The summit had been a hefty climb — but if to get his way, it would have been worth it. And Fenrir always gets his way.

Across a the plains he traipsed, searching for any signs of canine life. At this point, he cared little for who he ran into. @Fury would be pushed to the depths of his mind for the time being. All that mattered was to learn. 

These wilds were free from him once, but now they were no longer. First, Fenrir would learn of its inhabitants. Then they would learn of him.

Sayf hadn't left the mesa in a few weeks. He had some rare free time today, and decided to explore the meadow near Akashingo. It was spring now, and he wanted to see how it had transformed the area. 

As he made his way through bright flowers and tall grasses, he picked up the scent of a stranger. Soon, he saw the giant. He was handsome, and the hebsut was friendly, so he trotted closer and released a soft chuff to alert the other man to his presence. His body language would show deference, his expression friendly. He waited for the striking wolf to acknowledge him before moving any closer.