Wapun Meadow What Rough Beast

Not far from the woods where he met Zsuzsa was a sprawling meadow of many flowers, particularly red ones. It reminded him of the hunting grounds back where he'd come from, and that connection was strong enough to drive the wood colored wolf here in hope of finding prey. His trot was swift and driven, but altogether Hya was very unassuming. Not quite as obvious as say, a black wolf.

@Mephistopheles dark black coat stuck out from the swaths of green around them, instantly drawing Hyacinth's attention as he came to a half. What was he looknig at? Was there prey nearby? Forest hazel eyes darted around the meadow, looking for any sings of a rabbit or deer or maybe something less noticeable. Nothing. Not even a smell on the wind (which, consequently, dashed all his hopes of this being a hunting ground).

Hmm...there was something else going on here.

Trying his best not to startle the other wolf, Hyacinth came up slightly behind him though far enough away where he could react should the meeting prove violent. He cleared his throat gently before angling his head to try and get a glimpse of the black wolf's face for any discernable emotion.

"You alright?"