Ocean's Breath Plateau A Million Dancing Shards

Clock had not smelled or heard the strange male approaching, and his thoughts were currently far away out on that ocean. He startled a little when he heard the other wolf announce himself and turned quickly in the direction the chuff had come from. Clock was always very quarded with his emotions when meeting a new wolf for the first time; he did not immediately display aggression (how could he, he had never truly had a territory to call his own) nor submission. Instead, he stood tall with his ears alert to make sense of the situation before reacting. His confidence was bulstered knowing that this land would, at some point, be formerly claimed by Bhediyon - of which he was a part now.

"Hello," he called out to the approaching wolf. "Fine night." He was being deliberately vague as he tested the waters, but his ears raised a little higher to show that his intentions were friendly.