The Sentinels The long road

Charon was just returning home from one of his exploration rounds when he picked up a fresh scent along the way. He picked up his stiff and slouched body, tail curling over his back and head erected on his shoulders, ears prodded forward in the stranger's direction. The yearling followed the scent trail until he saw a greytone wolf come into view. The stranger's scent reminded Charon most of all of Dhole, and he wondered if this was a friend of hers. His tail fell down, dominance fading a little bit, but his curiosity was doubled now.

The yearling approached and as he did, called out: "Hey, you there! You a friend of Dhole's?" He decided to just be direct. Assuming that the stranger would stop to wait for him, Charon trotted leisurely his way, a slight slimp in his stiff gait due to the wounds on his shoulder and back and the amount of travel he'd done the past weeks.