Not My Cup Of Tea

He was everywhere. His feet roamed, guiding him from one location to the next without any true aim or destination. Such was the life of a lone wolf. He could be as inconsistent as the wind and as fleeting as thought. It made for a lonely sort of life, but he was discovering these lands to be lush with wolves not unlike himself. Wolves with no ties. Wolves with freshly severed ties. Wolves looking to form new ties.

He still wasn't sure where he landed on that spectrum of lone wolf. No ties, certainly, but he wasn't sure how close he was to handing his life over to an unknown group of wolves. It was a risk he'd have to take eventually, but for now he was content to explore and roam. He'd use the excuse of getting to know this place for as long as he could.

He'd travelled southeast along the northern rim of these mountains. Somewhere in the middle of the range, he'd skirtted pack borders and headed back up to the ridge. It was peaceful up here. Quiet. Most did not travel so high so casually. He hadn't run into anyone in what felt like a long while, so when he began poking his head into nooks and crannies, he wasn't expecting to find much of anything at all.

Looking for a place to stay later tonight, he poked his head into a cave and decided to explore. Kero ventured deeper into a tunnel and quickly picked up the scent of water. Curious, he explored it further only to discover he was not the only one to have been lured in by such a unique location. He stepped forward, bringing himself shoulder to shoulder with the female surveying this place. "Not bad for a cave. Water looks nice. Decent space for this, that, or the other thing." He cast a side wards glance towards her. "Good find."