Luneshale Pass Save a Horse, Ride a Cowboy

A familiar scent had been caught on the wind, and Beau found himself running towards it.

His heart welled with an unrequited love as he spotted her in the distance - ethereal, perfect. He wished to call out, but he would wait. He refused to look completely desperate.

The area was marked by other's, and it left him confused. Leto had not joined a pack, as far as he knew. He shook off the worry, pushing forward.

Soon catching up with the woman, he bumped his should into hers. "Long time no see - how have ya' been?" He offered a grin, treated her as an old friend. He trusted that she would respond well.