Swiftcurrent Creek Pale Aggressor

Arrille went about the new area. It was far from the coast. Far from the past. Far from danger...Far from all he knew, all except Chusi. His one and only friend he had left on this world. But for how long? Arrille was always filled with foubt, so much doubt. These doubts kept him quiet. How long would she remain a friend? How long till all turned on him once more? 

@Ishara

Easy didn't know much about the area yet; she hadn't left the territory at all since joining, choosing to spend her time adding small game to the caches for the time being. Exploring could come later, when she was fully recovered from her long trip.

But that didn't mean she couldn't look around her new home. It was a pretty place, and she liked trotting along the creek's edge in search of shallows to fish in. Instead of a nice fishing spot, however, she saw one of her packmates. "Hey!" she called out to the pale boy, bounding forward in a friendly, playful manner.

Arrille stopped, glancing about when he heard a voice. And that's when he saw who called out, a dark female. He huffed quietly before giving a greeting back. "Well, hello there" he said over to the female. "Just out for a stroll? Or hunting something?" He was hunting for something himself. A quiet spot for himself to sit at.

"Just out for a stroll," Easy replied, hurrying to catch up. She failed to notice his surly huff, although it would likely not have deterred her either way. She'd never experienced having a wolf not appreciate her company, especially not right off the bat. "What about you? I'm Ishara, by the way."

Arrille out of the corner of his eye spotted them trying to catch up. He did not slow down however, and guessed he would not be getting a quiet place. The female seemed plenty cheerful. 

"Arrille" he murmured quietly, only looking forward. And that was really all he said, for a bit. "I was looking for a place to rest" he added after a long bit of silence from him.