It wasn't so bad here. Warm, yes. The strange darkness that pervaded every inch was ominous, but not something that frightened him. It was pleasant enough. As the beast moseyed he came upon a break in the tree line, and was almost immediately met by a pale figure. They appeared to notice him as well, and as if begrudging the task, approached him. Still groggy from his nap, Njal did not immediately become wary of the stranger—and that was alright. Njal noticed the scent upon her prior to her greeting, and then with the addition of her voice, he reached recognition. Danica was new to the land but she had already proven herself upon their task up the mountain. With a lazy smile sliding in to place upon his muzzle, he brushed his shoulder to her own in greeting.
And then, another figure emerged from the dark. It was like a gathering of ghosts, except that the quiet of the forest was interrupted by crickets and frog-song. Bazi breathed a sound as she came upon them, which alerted Njal to her presence. He raised his head and glanced over Danica's stalwart self in time to see a curious expression slip across the other Beta's face. Bazi, good afternoon.
He drawled, strolling around one wolf to greet the other. As he walked he yawned—something that started small but ended with Njal's big fat face breathing hot air across Bazi's own, which was then shut sheepishly with a click. Ah, what are you two doing out here?