Wapun Meadow “So watch my chest heave, as this last breath leaves me.”

Her name was Shaara - a unique, intruiging name, certainly one he'd never had the chance to hear before. Before he was able to ask its meaning, her enquiry reached his ears, and the silver man quirked a brow, but found himself unable to turn her away; that was, after all, his entire reason for traipsing the land around the creek. "I... uh..." Blinking, he let his tongue swipe across black lips, before giving a swift nod in her direction. "I can't make that decision myself, but I see no reason why not."

Soltero concluded quickly that she must have been already looking for a home, and he deciphered that perhaps she was seeking shelter through the winter. The steel guard picked himself up from where he sat nonchalantly, and gestured in the direction of the territory they occupied. "You'll have to come... and meet the alpha. I can take you there now, assuming you're not busy?" The sooner the better.