Whitefish River Under haunted skies, I see you

The chuff startles him from his thoughts, and his limbs freeze, bringing him to an abrupt halt along the borders. He turns with ears perked, gaze quickly finding the woman who'd called his attention. A packmate by scent, but not familiar to him — and wounded, he notices quickly, though he tries to avoid letting his gaze linger. He offers a smile, forcing his tail into a steady sway as he takes a few steps toward her. Hello, He offers, clearing his throat when the greeting comes out a little more garbled than he would have liked. I'm Winterbourne. Are you new to Kaistleoki?