Hoshor Plains he's got hungry eyes

When Alejandro mentioned that the other wolf must have mistaken him for someone else he knew, Maksim grew curious. "You have family around these parts then?" It would make sense, the merle male seemed to be doing well for himself, unlike Maksim who was living from scrap to scrap. 

"It is nice not having someone else to worry about, just getting to focus on your own needs for a change." Maksim continued on in agreement. 

Now at the river, the tundra male approached the edge of the water and peered into it in search of fish. He had not much experience with fishing, so his eyes kept wandering back to his new acquaintance to see how it was done. He would be impressed if Alejandro caught one on his first try. Maksim knew them to be slippery, slimey creatures.