Two Rivers Isle Remy's Arrival

@Burke & @Malice

The murmurs of the water are what drew him in initially, for Remy always held an appreciation for the grace of streams and the wrath of rivers. It was what he thought to be the most powerful force to exist - something that could give life and in the same breath, snatch it away. 
Once he came closer, the scent of others and a thickly marked border told him to keep his distance. His eyes examined the territory, looking for any sign that there were wolves who inhabited the wonderland before him, or au contraire, signs of abandonment. For respect and safety's sake, he lowered himself in submission and called for an audience. He didn't mind being low to the ground, for it meant he could better hear the water's hymns.