Somebody Once Told Me

Arion watched as the dark female ahead of him slowed and turned to face him. He cocked his head, remaining utterly silent, wondering how she would greet him. He knew ways of greetings were an important way to gauge someone's attitude, their personality, the way they did things. And while the Greek had been more of a warrior than a tactician since arriving in Teekon Wilds, his skills were still as sharp as ever and would remain as sharp as ever.

The female smiled and wagged her tail in greeting; Arion smiled in return and canted his head slightly as if saying 'nice to meet you'. Then she bowed playfully at him, a grin plastered on her features which made him wonder how this wolf was Citali's friend and how she was able to put up with someone as bossy as the brown shaded female. Arion pushed those thoughts aside for now as he smirked his crooked smirk and dipped his head to her.