Lost Creek Hollow i just want somebody near me

any Sunspire wolves? 0:

Aerasha had nearly forgotten her desire to visit Terrance and Treason again, that she almost completely skipped over the event! The few times she met the Sunspire Wolves were fun, that she couldn't resist going forward to personally seek them out. If the fun couldn't come to her, there was times she had to go to them, and she didn't mind if it meant keeping up the show. She knew they started to lay out a new territory at the creek, for she could already smell the scents.

The soft dame sat by the border, cocking her head to the side as she contemplated going in, or simply waiting. Thoouughh they'd be mad, buuttt, it'd be funny. Thouughh she's an Easthollow wolf and that'd be ruuude? Probably. Buuut, it's not fun waiting around, and she only viissitting. The usual soft smile played on her lips as Aerasha contemplated just going in, or waiting around for some wolf. She just wants company.

I'm not a Sunspire wolf but I do roam so KEK. Also this can be a cameo if you want - I can pull him!

He'd been hanging out in the area for a week or no now, visiting the fringes of the resident packs and making nice with the locals. He was particularly taken with the youngster named Merrit from Easthollow—but Tulimaq was equally intrigued by their neighbors, and had decided to hang out for a while. He was visiting the edge of Easthollow again, wanting another look at the strange but alluring stones, when he noticed movement in his periphery. As he went to pursue the movement (curious as any explorer might be), he found the path led away from the claimed lands.

Stranger still, the further he went the more wolf-scent he picked up. When Tulimaq had come through this way before, not even a fortnight past, the corridor had been empty save for the newcomer horde he had followed. Now, it seemed, someone had planted themselves within the forest; but the scent of Easthollow was still heavy in the air, and this is what he was chasing.

As he entered the forest, he found the scent was strong indeed. And there was a figure not far from his position—donning a light coat, and soft edges, and an effeminate scent. The warrior was rarely lured by women; he had no biological need for them yet, and was more intrigued by the stranger's presence. This was not Easthollow, so why were they here? Did they notice the same conflagration of scents here that he'd discovered?

For now he lurked, silent and cautious, letting the scene play out in case it was a trick.

*GRABS*

While she had originally moped about another restart she found it not so hard to start over. The only thing that worried her was the lack of herbs and the way the air grew colder...she needed to find more medicine for her stock. She was on her way out of the borders to look around when the breeze blew to her a scent. It was somewhat familiar but strange all the same and as she drifted toward it she realised whoever was nearby carried the scent of Howl's pack, their Ally, Easthollow. Excited to meet another Easthollow wolf and wondering if they could tell her more of Howl, she eagerly loped in that direction.

As she spotted the stranger, a light coated pretty female, she stretched her Maw into a friendly grin even though she noticed with hesitation that the female sat awfully close to the borders. She sniffed the wind for a moment, surprised to find a lingering scent of someone else nearby but they didn't smell of pack at all. More wary now she gave a quick glance around, purple-blue eyes widening and being the only sign of her wariness as she piped out a cheery "Howdy! You're from Easthollow right? I'm Hyacinth, what's your name?" she beamed her full on southern hospitality at the lady, tail wagging side to side.

Aerasha bicolored eyes slowly wandered toward a scent, but she didn't point them out nor' turn toward, only grinned at the presence. She shifted a brown and blue gaze back toward the forest, where another approached and gave a friendly greeting which she returned with the same, and a relaxed posture, "heeeey.~" She greeted with a usual carefree and dopey tone.

"Yessss, i'm heereee, to viisiit.~" Aerasha made it known for why she was here rather quickly, as this was her honest quest to being by their borders. She wanted to visit the neighbors! While someone afar was not, she was glad one of the pack members did approach, "I'mmm Aerasha.~" A soft, playful smile and a relaxed sitting, the coffee creamed wolf was pleased by the Sunspirian wolves. They all were fuuun, and interestinnng, and cooool. It'll be a worthwhile visit.

The woman is met by a stranger soon enough, one boisterous and most unlike the first. He watches their exchange and gleans just enough understanding to deem this not a trap; the wolf of Easthollow has met a wolf from this other place, but Tulimaq cannot determine a scent yet. The closest comparison he has in mind is mountains, but there were no mountains in this area. The scent is still heavy upon them, and so he assumes they are a traveller — but the pair are speaking swiftly enough, and the newcomer has a heavy accent draping her warm words.

Tulimaq at least has a label for each of them. He can confirm that this soft creature Aerasha is from Easthollow; she looks tiny in comparison to the beast he'd encoutnered by the river. Not a warrior though, which matched with what he knew from Merrit. The other girl was pale in coat — perhaps a northerner, which would explain the mineral scent of the mountains — but without further clues, he had little to go on. The explorer remained curious but he did not expose himself, preferring to study them from afar until he knew more.

It was always better to have more knowledge than your opponent, he thought. Even if these were not his enemies, Tulimaq much preferred to gather what he could before any confrontation. He loitered for a little bit longer, but when things devolved to lazy conversation he drifted off again — content with what bits and pieces he'd gleaned from the two of them.