Swiftcurrent Creek we'll paint it red to fit right in

On his way to check out the pack cache, his eyes instead found the silver male called Shadow. Scimitar was not well acquainted with the male, though he was often about when pack matters were at hand. Thus far, the dark agouti male had no qualms regarding him.. and even considered him an asset.

Uttering a gentle bark to gain the attention of his comrade, Scimitar's strides pushed forward to close the distance between them, his eyes regarding the other with friendly interest. "Shadow, right?" He uttered the question as he finally got closer, tilting his muzzle slightly to the side to determine whether or not the male would want company or not.