Great Bear Wilderness Just A Wanderer

Shrike's border patrol hadn't included a trip away from the packlands in quite some time, at least not since he'd done away with Hedda's body, but finally he felt strong enough to go on a longer path that took away from the comfort and security of his homelands and out into the wilderness. He was aware that Peregrine and Fox didn't encourage scouting behavior, but that did not mean he was restricted to the packlands. Wanderlust was a part of his nature, and thus he was hapless to ignore its call. 

His nostrils quivered slightly when he picked up the scent of a lone female wolf, who smelled as though she had no pack. Keen silver eyes searched the wilds to pick her out, finally catching a glimpse of fur beyond a hedge, though he couldn't make her out clearly. She was the first to break the silence with her plea, something which caused Shrike to turn his ears back. She needed help? He wasn't terribly interested...As far as he could tell, she was trying to find him- couldn't she just search him out? And why did she feel the need to ask him to show himself? With a slight huff, he convinced himself to be the good guy and saunter out into her vision, thus allowing himself to catch a glimpse of her as well. 

For a wolf who sounded and apeared so insecure, she was quite a good size, easily outweighing him and standing taller at the head and shoulder than he. She had a typical agouti pattern to her coat- a creamy beige lined with blacks and greys and the pale colour of stone-ground wheat on her face. Her strikingly blue eyes looked sad and almost hopeless, but didn't exactly gain any sympathy from Shrike, who wasn't exactly the most empathetic creature on the planet. Still, he could be reasonable, even to strangers, and with another somewhat impatient huff, he spoke. "Here." He quipped, and with his ears still slanted sideways in a slightly skeptical expression, he continued. "Now what?"