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Ezekiel was just on the verge of sleep when he noticed an unknown scent, and his mind immediately began to worry. An attacker? Had his family found him, or was it their warring pack come to kill him? Silly thoughts. That life was gone and they would never find him. Whoever this was, Zeke didn't trust them. He sprang to his feet and began to creep around the plateau, searching for the other wolf. His footsteps were remarkably quiet, considering his large muscly body structure. Eyebrows narrowed, he crept stealthily along the rocky path until he saw the other. A female, older than the young soldier, but still young a beautiful. She stared at the sky in a similar fashion to the way he had. He recognized the look of pain in her eyes and decided that she wasn't an attacker, or a danger. Like him, she was just escaping.

He barked in a warning tone, alerting the female before he strode out from behind the stone. He didn't say anything to her, he wasn't the biggest speaker. He preferred to let others begin, so that he could feel out the mood. While he came on in a no threatening way, he had natural resting bitch face and often looked angry. He tried to soften his gaze a little, to show that he meant no harm, his pale eyes flashing in the noon light.