Raven's Watch frivolous

[so sorry for the delay! <3]

Never in his life would the golden-brown hued wolf realised that he was being followed, the slightest subtle whiffs of anothers pelt causing the pinned tailing. Admittedly, his boyish features were not the only thing juvenile about him. There was much to the earth beneath his paws, and society out of reach, that he did not understand.

Nor did he follow, the politics went over his head and deafened by ears not posed for listening.

Unlike Faust, his steps were not deliberate - they bounced his formed with each energetic step, carelessly placing them as he went. His tail swished at the tip as it remained perked, almost as though being bat by an invisible creature.

The scents of his makeshift den drew him in closer, any tension that may have lingered beneath his pelt eased as the comforts of 'home' - as temporary and unsure as it was, caused him to settle.