Sun Mote Copse Sanitized, alone.

Invades...

Reyes had gotten cleaned up at a small pond he'd found, although it did not mitigate much of the wild smell he carried. The mud softened and fell apart easily enough, and afterward he returned to the green patch he had slept in for a good roll to dry off. Not being a particularly vain sort of fellow he did not adjust himself much after that.

His dark coat looked a little warmer in the daylight. The red-tipped hairs of his midline transitioned to a mess of maroon the higher up one looked, with a wild tangle of jagged fur along his nape. Between his time serving Tortugan pirates and now, he had physically matured quite a bit and resembled his father all the more; not that he would know that, of course.

It seemed like a good opportunity to get to know the lay of the land, so he set off to do a small patrol - but he barely started before the sound of Towhee's voice caught in his ears. It sounded distant, and he took his time to suss out the direction. As he arrived on the scene he noticed a pair of dark wolves and paused mid-step, not wanting to be too social on his first day.