The Heartwood I'm a cold soul, I roll solo

He released a frustrated sigh. This all seemed ridiculous to him, but he'd do whatever would show the other wolf to him. So, he turned and began to move towards the sound of the stranger's voice. I think we're close, he said while he walked. The other man's voice didn't seem very far away. He tried to ignore that this went against every part of him and continue walking in the dark towards the strange wolf.

He saw an area ahead where the trees parted to allow moonlight inside to illuminate the darkness. Midar made his way over there and stopped, light glinting off his blue black fur as he searched the trees around him for movement. We should be able to see each other here, he said to the darkness. Surely the stranger was close by now.