Swiftcurrent Creek Old Man [IC Joining]

can't help but join this!!

Looks like Swiftcurrent wasn't doing awful in the way of garnering some new members. The ranks were sparse as hell and it was hard to simply run into someone because there hadn't been that many around... but now with new faces showing up, it'd be easier to find some company.
Though Leon held no rank he decided he wanted to say hello to whoever had called at the borders. He knew Bazi or Scimitar(or maybe both) would end up showing up to greet the stranger as well and perhaps they'd gain a new member out of the person. He made his way from his favorite spot at the grove that was cut in half by the creek that ran through the territory and gave it it's name and to the borders and beyond to the figure that he managed to spy laying down in the distance.
He began to trot to make it over there quicker, obviously somewhat concerned that whoever this was might be injured or in need of aid. He understood hanging safely back from the borders as he'd end up doing the same thing, but he wouldn't ever lay down... he hoped the guy wasn't hurt like he himself was.
The dark gray male let out a chuff of greeting and to let the man know he had company now. Once he was close, only a few feet away, he stopped and lowered his head to tip it to the side in a concerned manner; normally stoic expression mirrored his worry.
"Y'aight?" Leon asked gruffly as silvers ran over the stranger's body-- he had some age on him, that he could tell, but not how old he was. A handsome guy, really, but that was what he thought of everyone these days apparently. "Are y'hurt?"