Phoenix Maplewood tongue-clicking

Doesn't dusk hint that it's getting darker :o? maybe I confused it with something else.

Esaro's ears twitched at a faint call. It didn't sound very strong and it was also someone he didn't know. Who could it be? He only understood half the message. Something about learning? Learning what? He was curious but before going to see what it was all about he went to a nearby cache to pick up something to eat. He decided to take up a deer leg that had a good amount of meat on it, at the same time he promised to repay it one day.

Day by day he's been able to walk a little more on his injured front right paw. He could walk normally now but he shouldn't trying using it to run yet. The large cut on his right shoulder was slowly healing, bound to leave a large scar once it's done. Instead of eating the food he took he let his curiosity guide him to the call first.

The source seemed to come from this den. After a little look around he spotted the old wolf. He never really seen an old wolf before until now. It was a strange feeling. He put down the meat in front of himself and decided to ask. "Are you the one who said something about giving a bit to learn?" That was really all he heard, he didn't realize that it was some sort of trade.