Larksong Grotto Seven Ate Nine

The brute of a wolf made his way through the territory in a quiet aura. He was still in turmoil about the pack's religion change and all, but his main focus was to stay alive and just do what needed to be done. He would have to speak to reek sooner or later, but for now he set it back more.

he heard the small shrieks and growls of a child nearby, and decided to go and check it out. He hadn't met the mother, father, nor the kid. So why not go and see them?

the only problem was that skeet was huge and could come off as a threat. He was a man who protected others, he was not a wolf to want to harm them.

Skeet saw the small boy, rambunctious lye playing with its slave, a stick. He laughed allowed, finding the boy rather comical and decided to head over. He let out a loud, yet friendly chuff as his greet.

he looked down at seff, ears perked forward with curiosity and interest. He barked rather weakly. Settling down into a playing position and tapping the ground with his front paws.