Sunbeam Lair You are depriving some village of their idiot

A woman's voice spoke from behind him as he had his muzzle buried into some foilage sniffing out what it could possibly be giving him a start. Head lifting fast he turned around emerald eyes latching onto the woman's for a moment before he removed them and nodded "Smells like a popular place" it was a lovely find overall, a nature made den that could probably home a small pack. Never having been very good at small talk he turned away from the plants to be respectful the sunlight streaming through the roof catching the gold in his eyes for a split second before he had to squint and move out of the way to actually see. "My name is Baptiste since we're meeting" the only thing that had seemed right was an introduction given with a polite nod of his head. He could smell that she'd been around others and wondered about what other packs were out there, he'd smelled a few besides The Saints and Ursus around the mountains.

Sorry for the crappy response ;_; My muse is gone