Wild Berry Meadow sloe-eyed demon

yes, of course!

it was not long before he was joined by another, a young creature who walked with both aimlessness and purpose through the field of berries. too far to take the other's scent, lasher noted anyway the brief sense of melancholy he retrieved from the pale wolf's demeanour.

and so he approached, giving a low chuff. he found himself in want of company; perhaps the pale man would feel the same, and he waited to be addressed, though he would not have been offended if the other did not wish to remain here.