Swiftcurrent Creek Fear knows no bounds...

Yeah, my bad for not being around yesterday -- he was just gonna stand there anyway xD

The rather mundane task of greeting joiners (asking questions, receiving pretty much the same answers, leading them in or turning them away, etc.) unraveled before him, and though he had been alive for four years, he had never been a part of the process on Hollow Mountain, and had roamed so consistently before that this was perhaps his first full experience of the occurrence. He found it completely boring, to be honest.

His first time looking at Fox was when she said his name, and it was not because she was exactly addressing him, but rather because she was introducing him to this ignoramus she saw fit to accept to the Creek. (But then again, she had accepted himself, a temporary fixture if nothing else, so he had no real room to judge.) He would have rather not had Ferdie aware of his name, but he supposed he would've found out eventually anyway.

"Welcome," he said, his raspy voice scathing and somewhat sarcastic, but the real menace lie in his emblazoned gaze. Sufficiently satisfied that this wolf would cause no trouble in Fox's presence, the inky wolf decided he no longer wanted to be anywhere near Ferdie. He moved closer to Fox, and pressed his nose gently in the back of her shoulder, silently excusing himself before turning and melting off into Swiftcurrent's confines.