Bramblepoint know who you are

Despite the amount of attention that he had invested in his observation, Rannoch quickly removed himself from his concentration as the scent of the other began to mingle with the aroma of the blossoming trees. His ears perked and his brows darkened at this as he grew curious about the scent. Though it was undeniable "wolfy", Rannoch had not smelled the pack-scent that the other carried on him. Curious, he turned from his investigation and towards the stranger. 

"Hey," he greeted from his lofty position, his tail lifting slightly despite his friendly demeanour. There had been a shift within the former prince of the evergreens, one which moved his body in particular ways in the company of others. Though he wasn't sure just what drove this, nor was he aware of it most of the time. In time, Rannoch would come to learn that these were the first inklings of dominance that he would feel and said sensations would grow. 

Dismounting from the bark, Rannoch felt a sense of curiosity spark within him as he grew curious about the stranger and his intentions. "Who're you?" Turning to face the stranger, Rannoch asked this lamely in an attempt to spark conversation.