Bearclaw Valley Some people feel the rain, others just get wet.

The bulky man hadn't wondered far from the outskirts of the forest, the brute having decided to linger near the edges of the tall, towering trees as his gold eyes idly watched as the rain fell from the clouded skies above. Gradually, Neako's large sized paws carried him along the edge of the wood, fallen twigs and leaves being crushed beneath his weight as he stared out across the now sodden lands in the distance. The man found himself slipping into a tired daze as he continued to stare out across the terrain, a daze which almost caused him to miss the unforeseen arrival of a stranger that was now standing just a few feet away from him.

Neako blinked, allowing a blank expression to cross his face as he quietly watched the unknown woman, his head tilting for a brief second as she began to shake out her coat, ridding her dark fur from the wet droplets that were so graciously blessed upon them by the heavens. The brute turned away, taking another look to the scenery as he silently began considering to whether he should call out to the other or quietly stalk off further into the forest and not say a word. Finding himself stuck in limbo on what to do, Neako let out a small sigh and allowed his paws to guide him closer to the woman, finally deciding to call out to the other, ”Hey there.” He barked, tail swaying behind in a friendly manner as he came to a gradual stop.