Whitefish River I'd rather find myself in nature

Emrik gave him a welcoming smile as a greeting and urged the titan to come along, nothing was going to stop Emrik, Connor found that trait very Nobel. The large man nodded his head and skipped to his paws and began to walk behind his packmate. His wounded comrade turned his head to look at Connor with a dreadful expression as he thanked the cinnamon man for his concern and rescue with Inna. "As geez, it was nothing, I couldn't let you just lay there," a chuckle emerged from him as he caught up to Emrik's side, towering over the smaller man.

Emrik asked how things were going with Connor, the green eyed man shrugged with a smile, "goin' pretty good so far! I think I am getting the hang of things, learning the territory, getting to know my packmates at such," he rambled with his eyes searching the sky. He then tipped his blazed muzzle down to Emrik, "you gonna be alright? I'm more concerned with your injuries more than anything, once this is over, we can get you to Speedy ASAP," the larger man expressed his worry with a bit of concern to hid expression, but he was unaware that Emrik and Speedy were mates.