Ocean's Breath Plateau Homeward Bound.

The winds did howl, bringing forth the chill of winter, the salt of the nearby sea, some blood and... what was that? Aiolos breathed in deep, long legs carrying him closer to the source. A fox? A coyote? One of those, wolfdogs? 

He pushed forth and, quite easily spotted out in this mostly open terrain was an equally spotted creature. He had the same average shape of a wolf, fox or coyote, though never like anything he had seen before and far smaller then he. Ears flipped down, his fur so very thin, it was a wonder he was not frozen to death out here in the wilderness. 

What are you? He spoke with a clipped demand at the creature, curious and yet keeping his dangerous should something be...well, wrong with him.