Emberflame Ridge science bros

This was a land he had not visited. As such he wasn't prepared for the sooty marred trees, the varied grounds, the rocky slopes that gave way to a softer terrain. Stark was torn between trying to watch for something to eat and just enjoying the lands because it was something new, something enjoyable. He loved learning, exploring, it was something he was passionate about and so he didn't mind ranging from land to land. A scent caught his attention and his brow furrowed for a moment.

That was familiar. It had been a long time, but it was a familiar scent, one that he was fixated on tracking down. 

Stark made his way down a little embankment, his blue eyes cast across the loam until he saw a dark figure brushing against a charred tree. With a little grin he approached, making his steps as quiet as possible to just watch for a moment. After a moment the wolf swapped sides, rubbing along the remains of the tree. Stark chuckled, sitting down as he looked at the female. 

Being closer it was more clear and he couldn't help the thrumming of his tail or the bright, stupid, happy grin on his face. "If you aren't careful, you'll end up as dark as me." He teased.

God he'd missed her.