Lost Creek Hollow stumble in, fight the spin

obviously he cant say as much, but cortland has some knowledge of medicinal herbs so i figured id toss him in <3

he's near the borders when the call reaches him, and for several moments, the golden mayfair finds himself floundering. what good would he be answering a border call when he cannot speak? what good is he for anything within a pack setting, aside being another hunter, another set of teeth digging into an intruder's hide? perhaps that is his only purpose now — that and raising @Pheiros. he knows he should be content with what he has: a home, stability, relative freedom, a healthy child. but he is not.
all these thoughts race through his mind in a matter of seconds, and the last of them finally spurs him to turn in search of the source of the call. it doesn't take very long. he chuffs when he spots the dark boy who smells so strongly of the pack neighboring his own, doing his best to appear friendly as he approaches. he doesn't have to try very hard, of course; despite his best efforts, cortland has always been rather like the wolf incarnation of winnie the pooh, only a touch smarter and a lot more gay. halting mere yards from the stranger, he offers a dip of his head before settling his hind end against the earth. he can only hope he isn't making things awkward.