Ravensblood Forest Just Give Me A Reason, Just A Little Bits Enough

Zephyr had been a ghost, fading in the shadows around the Teekons - he'd spoken to few, eaten little, but was overall healthy.... At least physically. The lack of socialization not to mention being abandoned time and time again was driving him crazy, and why he turned to the coast one day he'd never know, but upon coming upon a forest heavily scented of wolves, he stopped his snowy paws and gazed into the woods - something was familiar about one of the scents here. Before he really thought much of it, he was tipping his head up and calling - for what, or who, he didn't know, but anyone was liable to help him.

Head and tail hanging low, the Maverick let his apple eyes peer curiously into the woods - it was not a bad looking place. Perhaps it was time to join another pack - Winter would soon be on the wilds, and he wasn't looking forward to the bitter cold and snow all by himself. The obsidian male waited patiently, ears cupped foward in hopes to hear someone before they saw him. 

For @Arturo and maybe @Chusi? :3