The Sentinels The Peaceful Silence of Forests

Creed observed the large white figure. His presence was looming and hard to miss, and she was a little surprised by the aversion of his gaze. He dwarfed her large brother, but this wolf seemed to not know his size. She perked her ears as he spoke. They were merely white radars catching every note of sound. He appeared to be on his own, but she was not certain.

She assessed him quietly before speaking to him once again, It's alright. I am just a bit startled at your sudden presence. Creed paused for a few moments. Perhaps there was no harm in introductions to the first wolf she had seen that was not family in many moons. Their journey had brought them many, many lengths away from home, and she was curious to find if this stranger might know where they were. She only hoped he was a friendly presence. My name is Creed. Might I ask what your name is?