Hideaway Strath salt, sweat, sugar on the asphalt

Hemlocke was quiet, his dark eyes majorly looking to the tall, lean and elegantly built woman before him and he would watch Nyra at the corner of his eye as she went onto explain how with recently moving into this region, they were still working to heavily mark their area to secure it as their own and not only this, to prepare for the winter to come by hunting much and storing their caches for the days they were not so lucky on the hunt. He did not know if Zsuzsa fueled her adrenaline rush and blood wishes by hunting or by fighting, or if she was one of the few who did not such cravings as himself. Soon he assumed, as long as she decided to stay, he would find out. A rather quiet man, he was found more so learning of his pack-mates by observing them then by finding out the easy way and asking.

The valley here is split in half by a river own its middle which branches out to the west where you’ll find a bog. Even as he speaks, his voice is smooth, low and deepened, maybe naturally or maybe by how little he had used it. In fact, he had not a need for his voice so much since his mother had still been alive. But he found purpose now, a use for his knowledge to escape that mind of his. Half forested, half much more open. Dove is our medic, he didn’t mention himself, however. He did love to collect herbs and did so often, though for the time being brought them all to Dove for her to work with the patients herself. Getting close to others, even in just a physical 'I'ma heal you manner' was even difficult for Hemlocke more then he would like to admit. Her den-site is at the core of our home. Which was still very much so being worked on, granted the move and all.

Then, at the dark wolf's willingness to take on his offer, Hemlocke's red eyes would be left to turn to Nyra in the same manner as which the newcomer's had. There was a chance their Harbinger had more important manners to tend to and for that Locke would understand. So passing the large white wraith a glance, he then slowly came to approach Zsuzsa and her shallow dug out at the base of the tree. He'd make sure to give her as much space as he could whilst long legs began at work.