Firefly Ravine Part of the crew

Depp had been roaming aimlessly, yet again, around what was his territory. It was an amazing feeling to see all this land to be his own—well not just his own, obviously. Other's being there is what made him having land so meaningful, and he had accomplished it. His father would be proud, and he managed to make a home, no, sanctuary for those who need it. On his search for nothing he caught the scent of another, his nonchalant attitude spiked into a more cautious one, but quickly recovered when realizing it had to have been a new recruit he had yet to meet. Finally having something to ease his almost constant boredom, he would be extra kind to the stranger. As if he wasn't already kind enough. Her smell was strange, but not new to his sense. It was a wolf-dog, him and Sen had accepted one before, Rain Willow, daughter of Lyric. But before that he had encountered plenty on his travels , a specific one always came to mind, he was the eccentric fellow. When seeing who had emanated the smell, his ears perked only the slightest amount and he gave his award-winning smirk. "Hello, there." A tilt of the head was added to the mix.