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The pale boy had finally given in to his urge to wander; he had isolated himself within Drageda's territory for far too long. Fear of running into Arrille had finally abated, and in its absence Prince had been overwhelmed with wanderlust. He needed to stretch his legs, see new places-- he realized now he had scarcely left the cliffs since arriving. In fact, all he had done was brood and avoid everyone. It was probably time to do some exploring before he started getting grey hairs or something.
So he set off outside the territory for the day, entirely unaware of what direction he was going and without much thought for how he'd get back. This is the part where you don't ask how he made the journey from Sangeda to Drageda (hint: it was Bean). He was having a good time, and that was what mattered.

Spring was upon the land now, and Prince found the smallest bit of peace in the new life around him-- but he couldn't help his fascination when he spotted the forest. It had clearly seen a devastating fire at some point, blackened and sparse as it was, but the faintest hints of life simmered beneath the ashen debris. The discovery was fascinating to him.
So much so that he only barely noticed the scent of another on the breeze; the pale boy turned his head automatically, searching for the stranger. He didn't move even when he spotted him, but his ears perked and his posture rose just slightly. Aggression wasn't Prince's immediate reaction, but he would not be caught cowering before a strange wolf. Even if the male's size intimidated him-- even if the sight of the first possibly available male company that wasn't related to him had other things on his mind.