The Bracken Woods seeing him hiding in plain sight

kandros' interests lie in departing the rather unwelcoming forest he finds himself currently haunting. there's a slight build-up of anticipation, that question of what awaits him on the other side of that tree-line? coupled with the every present and lingering consideration that there was something in these wilds that held arturo's interest ( kandros is understandably very behind on all that happened to his half-brother ). he does not realize that arturo departed some time ago. in all honesty, even if he had kandros personally didn't much care. he'd never had any sort of interactions with arturo and only knew his father's favored son by word of the mouth strictly. how someone could favor a child and take credit for said child's accomplishments when they'd met for only a few moments was beyond kandros who nurtured little more than resentment for his sibling ...no thanks to cynbel. and on the rare days where kandros didn't loathe arturo's entire existence he thought that arturo could have cynbel as a father. kandros didn't want him.

the sound of approaching footfalls draws kandros out of his contemplations of memory lane and the coywolf's own steps slow to an eventual stop. he's no interest in attempting to outrunning ... and though he doesn't fancy a fight — especially not when he's a lone wolf and is unfamiliar with the flora native to these lands — he will stand and hold his ground if the need arises. but alas, he'd much rather charm and talk his way out of trouble. the chuff breaks the encompassing silence that has settled over them, there is a slight bristle of the coywolf's hackles, more of a ruffle than anything hostile as they smooth back down in the following moment as he turns to face the owner of the chuff.

there is too much distance between them for kandros to draw any details in particular; yet his pale gaze slides over the stranger lingering in the shadows of the trees nevertheless. "hello." the spectre offers in greeting. the scent that travels upon the calm breeze is that of the pack that kandros gives a wide berth to. perhaps this is all a coincidental meeting as opposed to a confrontation; kandros prepares himself for either case nevertheless. some packs were more territorial and hostile than others and, at times, this extended to neighboring territories. outlaw ravine was a prime example of that level of forceful territoriality and violent hostility. thus, kandros opted for playing it safe as he worked to deduce which way this would go.