{IC Joining} Finding the End and the Beginning...

( Thanks to Will for putting me at ease of being nosey in threads. ★Will★)


Adair had been currently preparing a wooden masher, one Paar could potentially use to form a pureé of any herbs she may use later for her healing purposes, by taking a piece of strong and straight driftwood he had found by the main river of the newly established territory, and gnawing its end, gently as to not shatter or splint it, or else it would prove no use to her. Such tedious work, yet it was for a good cause, that single reminder, that kept him working diligently.
He was nearly a third done, when he saw a wolf whos hide held color that made the mountains snow itself, jealous. The brute watched it stride over the recently made borders, and he regally raised a dark, furry brow. How bold, this lupine was.

No matter. Adair climbed rather easily to his fours, for a 4 year old, and made no indication of hiding his path to the intruder. He left the camouflage of the spruce woods, and appeared before the now identified femmora. Dipping his head, he greeted her, in the calm and gentle voice he was trademarked for.

"Good day, miss. May I ask why you have passed into pack lands, with ease, holding no regrets?"

The dark brown and hazel hued hessian looked down upon the white fae, patiently awaiting her response.