Sunspire Mountains Dropping In (IC joining)

The distance between he and the hind had decreased, if only enough to allow him to start stalking in earnest. His mighty shoulder blades elevated and his neck straightened. To add to the crouch, his tail moved to stand straight out, his fur staying flat to avoid any extra attention - however subtle it may be. His forward ears darted backwards at a sudden cry.

A bark? He thought to himself, his mind puzzled instead of irritated. As the doe raced off for cover, he allowed his attention to sift to something more interesting. The cream form shifted immediately to that of a respectful creature, as opposed to a hunting predator. Those lovely triangles on his head squished themselves closely to his skull, while his banner dropped to a nonthreatening place. Instead of charging forward to greet the barker, he stayed where he was.

Assuming the fellow eventually came close, the buffalo wolf dipped his broad skull in an act of humility. I was hoping to come across a pack, he said, his voice deep and calming.