Iktome Plains Dawn of an age.

Well, this was... An unprecedented answer to his hopes. A young wolf was coming towards Coeus, they seemed smaller than him, but that didn't mean a thing if they were a smart fighter.

This new wolf is speaking in some sort of... New dialect? It was relatively new to Coeus anyway. It was pretty nifty, funny little words like "ye" and "ahoy", he had never heard such jargon. 

It would probably be a good idea to be as nice as possible, if this female was in a pack, she could easily summon them up and take Coeus down. Coeus trotted up to the other wolf and bowed his head, "My name is Coeus, eighth son of the Yachats pack and as of late... Loner, may I ask your name stranger?" he asked, voice slightly deep and non-threatening as he could muster.