Stone Circle Inchoate

Standing still against the harsh winds and the falling snow, Greyback peered into the territory; his ears alert and tail limp behind him as he drew in shallow breaths, each one exhaling in a puffy white strand against the cold. It wasn't until his legs, sore from standing, forced him to slowly lower his back half into a sitting position, the snow crushing under his mass. Shifting his weight, he raised his head slightly in attempt to smell anywolf approaching. A sharp and heavy scent caught the attention of his nose, causing the skin under his thick coat to prickle.

Fierce copper eyes stared back at him as they slowly came into focus, their body tall and posture similar to one with high rank. Standing up to his full height he respectfully bowed his head; nose nearly touching the snow before he brought it back up. Even though they were nearly up to his shoulder, Greyback knew when respect needed to be paid.

"Greetings," He called, whilst staring down at them with a humble smile. His voice gruff and steady. It wasn't until he tore his gaze away to look around that he spoke again. "Cold out here, isnt it?" he chuckled lightly, before turning back to keep his eyes trained on them. Unknowing of the female's personality and attitude towards newcomers joking about cold while in the cold. He hoped it would allow her to somewhat open up to him.

"I come from far away." Very far away, he inwardly thought. "Is this the border of Easthollow?" A pause. "If so. I wish to join your ranks." There was more he could have said. More he could of explained-but not wanting to babble, he decided to keep it short and simple.