Stone Circle Worn to the bone

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The wolfdog's thoughts were broken by a voice, though he had already been expecting an approach - for the scent had reached his nose long before the words had reached his ears. Mawk peered upward, amber gaze meeting the eyes of a wolfess whom he had not met personally, but one who wore a scent he recognised from passing, most likely in patrols. Her name... Nanook? Was that it? He almost felt bad at not completely comitting it to memory, though his mind had been occupied with the worries of his partially missing family.

"Hello," He greeted her with a smile, black tipped ears perking forward. She had a strange way of asking to join him, but... he could do with some company for a while. "Sure, that would be nice." The Scout nodded to her, gesturing to a place beside him where she was welcome to sit if she so wished.