Wheeling Gull Isle Hello There

Thinking nothing of the other male, already on the quest to continue on his journey to preparing the island for its inhabitants, Rose didn't expect Connor to approach as he did. There were a few big wolves at the beginning of what was to be a pack, Connor was another. Thankfully he seemed friendly enough as he came trotting toward the snow-capped warrior, naturally so that almost made him jealous of how naturally it came. 

Rosencrantz. This was as much as he knew when it came to packmates. Introduce yourself, especially when one was open already on their own. Is there... something I can help you with? Perhaps Connor just needed a hand with something. He was a big boy, but some things needed more than just one individual to do. But an extension of friendship, to get to know one another, was not something that came to mind at first.