Little Goat Mountain Wayfarer

Wake heard his company before any of his other senses could register the approach. He pulled to an alerted halt the moment he realized his steps weren’t the only ones crunching through the snow. Gaze panned towards the sound, finding a distant figure moving cautiously in his direction. The snowpanther lifted his tail and waved it in a beckoning wag.

Ave, stranger! he called.

Though turned towards them, he made no move to come closer, instead allowing the smaller wolf to decide how close they would come to him, the beacon.