Ankyra Sound no more sails

The two wolves who joined him upon the shore were quickly noted by the alert boy, whose head whipped up at the sudden scent of others. He immediately backed up, nose pointing to the side in an unsure, submissive gesture. They were not that close, however he had been brought up by a paranoid mother and she had instilled within him the need to be wary of all. It didn't help that he was naturally a cautious sort.

However, the white-furred stranger caught his eye and he stared at her weak, malnourished form with curiousity. Were the pair loners, like he? If so, it looked like winter hadn't been at all kind to the woman. They seemed to be searching, too, and so Ruvik let them be. He kept an ear turned towards them, though, quietly listening in just in case they found something of interest. He was not above theft, after all.