King Elk Forest Like a Gilded Idol

It wasn't long before the gods delivered again, and the presence of another wolf became known to him. Or rather, two wolves. He turned, his eyes falling on the darker pelted males and he moved towards them cautiously, his posture showing he was no threat. The Witch had told him there were savages in these regions- he could only hope these two weren't. 
"Greetings, Brother!" He called to the one trying to get his attention. The smell of sand and foreign lands was intriguing on the one, and the other smelled unmistakably like a pack wolf, a blending of personal musks . "I am Solanus. Pleasure to meet you."