Hoshor Plains The devil has my ear today

Soon, his steaming was interrupted by the scent of a stranger. The beast followed it out of the simple need for a distraction, and a distraction he found. The man looked like he could be from his own family, his blue-black coat standing out against the snow that covered the ground they stood on. Midar slowly made his way a little closer, stopping a comfortable distance away and releasing a harsh breath through his nose to announce is presence. His own, lighter violet gaze studying the stranger impassively. He spoke no words yet, deciding to wait and see how this wolf reacted to his intrusion on his solitude. He kept his body language neutral as he waited, not wanting to come off more threatening than he already naturally did, at least not yet anyway.