Blackfeather Woods Can you turn my power off?

There was a sense of someone there. Someone watching him as he took his dead steps through the woods. Instead of turning around and investigating, the presence was almost ignored. There was no scent of a lone wolf or anything other than that, though that didn't keep him from keeping a look out.

 Out of nowhere came a pure white wolf, falling into step with him. His fur was thick and eyes were bright shade of color. Side by side, him and Mikasi seemed like two different wolves. He glanced over to the stranger before answering, "Oh, nowhere in particular. I've just been patrolling for awhile now." He then tuned his gaze to the similar land, not saying anymore. The man couldn't think of anything to say. It had been awhile since he last spoke with someone.