Ouroboros Spine if the light that shines some day goes out

His ears shifted, though he kept his focus seemingly on his paws, and specifically the fur between his pads. Meticulous work, but it didn't take a lot of brainpower, so he keyed into the thought that he was no longer alone. First it was with suspicion just because it didn't seem familiar.. and turns out, he was right. A pale wolf appeared, scented of the pack, of Kukutux and Sialuk's claim. On first pass, he didn't seem as iffy about the fireflies as the dark subordinate had. Antares didn't know what to make of him, however.

Antares did not rise yet, only gathered his hind-legs neater beneath himself; a step closer to pushing up when he'd need it. But there was a glance like a cornered animal that he had to shake fast first. Thankfully, his work on his paws was a good motive. He rose from them with a blink, and pointed look towards the unfamiliar face--one marked with interest judging by his subtle cant, but he didn't say anything yet. It wasn't a no, at least. Not yet.

Eventually, pausing on a thoughtful breath, he answered in a small chuff hello.