Dragoncrest Cliffs Upon the seas

Etienne had been so motionless in his silence, that he felt as if he was one with the surf. That was until he felt another presence and lifted small masked head. Golden eyes cutting across the beach and waves, to come upon the darker and older male.

He was given a chuff and Eti dipped his muzzle down.

You be R'aegal, yes? I be Etienne, but you can jes call me Eti, everyone does.

Eti returned his gaze back to the sea. He felt as if he needed to fill the silence, but he didn't know this wolf enough to speak at length about anything. At least not yet, because he didn't know how the wolf was.