The Heartwood Snow White, the Huntsman

The grey male seemed so calm and serene, maybe it was the place because Keith felt like a dove himself. "Exactly" he agreed nodding. The silver boy thought back of Blackfeather, the contrast of the Heartwood with the Gloomy woods he stumbled upon that other day was huge; and they were right in front of eachother!

The young prince sat back on his haunches to answer to the ashen male's question, "Wanderlust" he simply woofed, his eyes gleaming with passion. What he really was doing there was uncertain, He wanted to be useful to his pack but mainly he liked to go places. Ever since he departed from his homeland he had came across a lot of amazing places, and he learned that the world was a big place that was yet to be discovered.

"What about you? do you come from afar?" he inquired slightly tilting his head. the Silver boy didn't expect to meet anyone there because the place didn't carry any specific scent of claim, so he came through carelessly.