Wapun Meadow The water temple.

Noticing the shock on the strangers face, Greyback bowed his head downwards, his ears falling forward before he stood back up. He was surprised to hear the words that traveled out of the wolf's mouth, unfamiliar with the language. He had never heard such a dialect before, but given the circumstance he was positive it was a greeting. He whispered it to himself softly, attempting to break down the vowels that rolled off his tongue as his gaze cast downwards.

"I apologize for startling you," He walked forward off the bank, his paws submerging in the murky water that gave way to ripples against the surface. He did not want to give the wrong impression, he was only here for answers. "I came to ask you some questions." His words traveled outwards in the form of white wisps of breath.

He continued to stay silent until the stranger replied, wondering if he would stay or leave Greyback to his own thoughts.