Mudminnow River obscura

New scent hung between them. He glanced away from the other to see a woman nearby. Her presence upset the man, who openly glared daggers at her. Holland bit back a sigh - was he really going to have to make conversation again? A more in-one's-face wolf would ask what the fuck was wrong with her presence. He remained silent, gathering his thoughts.

"My name is Holland." He decided upon introducing himself first. After the stormy silence had been broken by him, he glanced calmly between the two. Man and woman. Was there a connection here... Curious. "what are you called?" but Holly addressed this to both of them. There was equality in his address, hoping to calm whatever storm raged in the pale man's eyes. Ultimately though, it was not his damn business. He should not care. He would not care.

But he would be here. If a fight broke, he would patch them both up.