Dragoncrest Cliffs you can't even trust the air you breathe

These wilds really were the kindest place on Earth. From all meetings since that she-wolf, Harlyn, everyone had been somewhat kind to him. Everywhere else, they either pretended to be kind, only to lure him in to be eaten, or just straight out try to kill him. No questions asked. This place..this place was nice. And seeing the other wolf relax, he too relaxed, and moved forward a bit. His form became as calm as the coastal waters nearby. The sea-wind bristled his fur a bit, combined with a salty scent and taste.

Finally, he spoke up. "H-hey" he greeted in his bravest voice. If everyone here was nice, then he too would have to play it cool. And the best way for that was to greet one's self. Even though Sebastian had already done that for him. "I'm A-Aduin."