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

relief was still fresh on tachyon's mind as he surveyed the two, now three wolves before him. he was glad this was not a pack he was trespassing on -- at least not yet. he had no intention of making himself the victim of a pack surveillance party. he shifted, keeping his body angled towards the line of the coast. eventually he would have to press on in his journey, but now he was willing to take respite with these amicable canines.

aduin was first to reveal he too knew little of the area. that made for two of them. tachyon's wide muzzle swung to sebastian, who seemed the decorated leader of the small band. he appreciated the small tidbit about a potential meal sebastian offered him -- it was not often one encountered kindness in the wild.

"is that one yours?" he pointed to the female with a sweep of a broad forepaw -- the agouti who had yet to introduce herself to the trio.