Silver Creek my father was a king and a son of kings

her appearance was brown and lithe and reminded him much of his cousins to the south, which intrigued him. he didn't recognize her, but then, he'd been away from the family packs for so long. . . and he'd taken after his father's bulk, so the chances of her recognizing him seemed slim to none.

more likely, they were just strangers, and he approached this stranger cautiously, giving her a chuff.

this forest had been where @Brook and he had entered the wilds again. they'd run into that questioning woman then—and now, this. aditya hoped this woman brought with her peace and not trouble. 

he had grown much too tired of trouble.

tags for ref; no obligation to join! made some edits because i can't read