Northstar Vale [j] The Tears of Agea

When his call concluded the yearling stood like an oak. He needed to present himself as strong and as healthy as possible. While the lack of food and water permitted to be a conundrum his pride as a wolf wouldn't. The crisp morning air fluttered through his fur. He glanced to the molten sky, hearing the wind and tasting the air. Before he could have time to address even the horizon a wolf appeared. His call was heard. 

She approached quietly this wolf of gold and autumn. Her body large in stature, making Kanti's already small frame look like a pup. With blank words she spoke to him. With a steady but childish voice he replied. "I am Kanti Dharma of the North Willows. Call me Kanti. What is your name if I may ask." Kanti dipped his head in submission after stating his name. Even before the female could reply another wolf made its presence known. A gargantuan of a wolf crowded in. The youngster attempted to shade his fear but he felt it seep out. The male was something else. Greasy fur dipped in smoke darkened his body. A scar ran on his face, with only one eye that was a molten orange like the sky overhead. Kanti bowed in respect and turned back towards the female.