Broken Antler Fen Loud and Proud, or something to that extent

Yips.

A frown pulled down on his face, worried that perhaps coyotes had come for a visit but then a yodel-like call followed. Certainly one of their own. His look of concern would only deepen as he moved to the source.

It was a young woman, unfamiliar to him but laced with the telltale signs of being Roankru. A deep rumble would vibrate out from him as a greeting sound. She seemed unharmed. He didn't even scent anyone else around them as of recent.

Are you okay? He would question with a soft tilt of his head. Aleks was not entirely familiar with the idea of social calls.