Otatso Wetlands to know me as hardly golden.

Often did Luka find himself outside of his pack's boundaries. The ebony wolf was keen on finding new medicinal plants to help further his healing studies. His whetstone was plants. Finding new treatments for everyday (external) wounds. Knowing this it was not odd for the young male to be out and about near his home land.

Keeping to himself Luka wandered along the wetland with his feminine face pointed downwards. After a few hours the inky male had manage to squander up a few chunks of moss, for clotting and protection, and some poppy seeds, a light painkiller. Digging a small howl Luka covered up his findings with dirt and fallen leaves before taking off once more.

It wasn't long until the swarthy wolf wandered across another one of his kind. Standing down wind of the wolf he caught some vital information from it's scent. Female. Stranger. This was almost enough to make Luka leave the area, but there was something about her actions that made him want to stay. With her nose pointed towards the ground she looked as though she were searching for something. For what? He didn't know, but he would soon find out. Jogging over to her position Luka stopped a few feet away from her before letting out a soft greeting bark. "I am Luka. You look lost. Can i help you?" He spoke in a warm friendly tone.