The Bracken Woods The difference between here and there

Depp noticed the strangers wary reaction, and didn't pay much mind to it. He had always kept a neutral position around new wolves, and a generally open demeanor, and although aggressive wolves usually made their statement quickly through his non-protective image, he avoided fights and such rather well. Despite his multiple scars on his front legs, those being more from when he was younger. His nonchalant attitude usually gave off as odd and strange to others, which was completely understandable, but the Sparrow liked the curious stares so he kept his carefree aroma as often as possible. 

He let out a small huff of amusement at the cautious strangers actions, just the thought of Depp starting a fight for no reason made him laugh. Holding a grin on his maw, the wolf tilted his head with curiosity. He wouldn't comment on how he didn't come to fight, but he made it clear through body language he definitely didn't anticipate.  "I'll just cut to the chase, I'm searching for packmates. Any chance you'd like to be one?" He asked, his tail swinging slowly back and forth. The wolf didn't care what they responded with, either way he looked forward to the conversation.