Neverwinter Forest Chianti

He didn't recognize the howl, mostly because yeah, it had been a while. A ridiculously long time, in fact. But hey, here Mal was taking a bit of a detour on his patrol to loop back to investigate, nothing abnormal there. He was in.. An okay mood considering everything that had happened over the last month or so, so he was preparing to greet the person who stood a ways off in a reasonable amiable way...

And then it clicked. Wraen, was it? Now he was both curious and amused, a wag of his tail as he came to a halt, Well now, it's been a while. Definitely that, What brought you out here? Or is it more you go adventuring each year around this time? If she wanted an update of how life had been here, how would he even begin? The obvious was Mal had finished growing into his skin to a sense -- he'd sort of learned how to smile in the meantime, then lost it again and was only starting to rediscover it again now. But he was an alpha and he had a pack and a weird little big family and everything.