The Heartwood Such Destruction, So Little Time

Only minutes passed before a shaggy brown wolf arrived. Covered in scars much like himself. He wasted no time. "Curiosity is enough to kill anyone, but I am no stupid cat, I seek permission first as it is clear there is a group here who intends to stay." He paused and rolled his shoulders, his icey blue gaze boring into the males red eyes. "I wish to learn more about this land." Looking the wolf over again, from the scars, to the eyes, to the somewhat vacant stare he wondered something else. Who else is here, and how alike are we?