Shadewood Cold & Quiet

Easy enough this meeting seemed to be as no hostility was brought between them. Though through instinct, Cry could somewhat feel the uneasy energy from the lupine before him, and decidedly he acted on it. However, instead of furthering it, Cry meant to diminish it, and make whoever this was feel a bit less uncomfortable.

”I’m Cry,” he tossed out there with his redeemed baritones. “What’s your name?” He hadn’t taken any steps forward, as to not send the male skittering off. Gave him all the personal space.