King Elk Forest pariah | puh-rahy-uh | noun

Solanus had remained in the forest for nearly a week, and had resigned himself to the fact he needed to move forward soon- with or without the wolf he had hunted with at the beginning of the week. 
At least he had enough food in his belly to last him weeks, and a haunch buried under the thawing snow and leaf litter. 
He was preparing to move...lets see... North east? Yes. That sounded adequate. However his motions to do so we're interrupted by the pawsteps near where he had scratched out his Sleeping hollow. 
He rose, filtered sunlight gleaming off his gilded pelt making it Glow as though the sun itself was woven into his coat, and chuffed a greeting at the newcomer, before padding towards him to investigate.