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It wasn't long before an unfamiliar scent began to grow. The gold-cloaked figure remained patient until his pale yellow gaze noted the dark figure of another. It did not take long for the distance to be closed. Sawyer followed the steady and confident movements of the stranger with a short smile. The physical features of this border wolf seemed to stir questions in the southern boy's mind, but he held his tongue for a moment to allow his lengthy ears to catch the words that were presented to him. For a moment, he wondered if the other man was speaking in tongues. Shaking his head so that his fur was ruffled atop his skull, he offered his respect to the pack wolf. 

"Afternoon, fella... I'm new to these parts but I'm awful keen to get myself into a pack and the woods here have caught my eye," the bronze and ivory beast remarked with a polite smile and a darting of his gaze in another direction. Sawyer's pale limbs were locked in place as he waited for the other to speak again. If only to hear the peculiar and foreign sound of the man's words.