Heron Lake Plateau every sunrise begins with new eyes.

*snags*

Ulrich loved his wife and his newly born children. He truly did. He also very much missed having a full night's sleep and the lack of squealing, screaming babies. He had begged Adylaide for some time to himself, to clear his head and meander around the nearby territories to the Isle. Hopefully, he'd come back refreshed and ready to spend more time with his small family.

It seemed that every time he left, there was always someone nearby. It was a strange coincidence, given the general lack of wolves in the area, but he did not mind. He had been wary of strangers for the first few months after coming here, but he had opened up more, and it had never come back to bite him later--yet.

Hail, he called, from some ways back, when the dark male came into view. He kept his posture relaxed, a smile on his face, to show he was friendly.