The Sentinels The long road

The big tank of a male trotted further until he spotted a wolf coming up to him. The large male stopped and kept his posture friendly. Th other wolf looked rathe dominant even though he was about a full year younger than him. Sebastian didn't mind that though. He was always respectful to a higher rank. That had been drilled into his mind. His ears perked forward. "Yes! I think. You mean Wildfire right?," he asked to be sure. "She is my sister! Or well-- Sort of. Not by blood." He somehow wanted to assure that to the other male. 

His tail wagged with interest at the other, stepping closer and sniffing him out. His fur smelled like the air, salty. Should he say he left? That he was alone? That might not be smart but his scent was probably fading soon. He had to get used to being on his own. "I'm Sebastian! Who are you?," he asked with curiosity in his tone.