Wapun Meadow Waking Up to the Unknown

His heterochromatic eyes blink to alleviate the pain behind them and he focuses on the being in front of him. Most definitely none threatening, or at least that’s what he perceives the stranger to be. His gaze is returned to the wagging tail then back to the handsome face of the other. The male continues to introduce himself and Elijah figures out that he’s in the exact same boat as the great white wolf.

“Huh.” He huffs out in thought. “It’s nice to meet you I suppose, Call me Cross.” Introducing himself is only the polite thing to do. “And no, not really feeling too good.” He mumbles quickly. He tries his best at a smile, even though the only thing shining through his eyes is mild confusion and some pain. Elijah’s normal, easy going gaze peers back to Malik in an attempt at normalcy.

Raising to his massive height, he gives his body a quick shake. Settling a blackened tongue flicks out to lick over whiskers and shining white teeth. “What brings you here, Malik?” He asks with a mischievous smile. “Know where I can find some water? Feelin’ pretty parched.”