Blackfoot Forest A hopeful wanderer

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When he heard the howl, Aaron made his way towards it. It was male, thankfully, and his tail swung to-and-fro with interest as he moved. The man approached his side of the border with a straightened posture, watching the other from across the invisible line. "Greetings," he called, his usual hello falling gallantly from his tongue. "What brings you to our borders?" he asked then, shoulders rolling as he more comfortably positioned himself. The man was not bad looking, but Aaron wished to hear more about him.