Swiftcurrent Creek How do ye do

As Kieran continued in his loping gait, a new smell assailed his senses. And he froze with his nose lifted trying to figure out who it was and if they were part of the pack. He smelled the pack lands on them, but the fog was dense he couldn't see them. Dipping his nose to the ground he followed the scent until he came face to face with another. Turning his face the scar on the side of his face caught the little bit of light so the person would see that first.

"'owaya. 'oweya dis mornin'?" He stood near enough that the other could see him, but he did back up a little bit, he was crowding the poor male a little bit and that wasn't very kind. Unfortunately in fog though you couldn't always see the other person or thing, until you were right up on them.