Sea Lion Shores Tell me I'm the only one

Acheron froze in response to the greeting sound, turning to face the other wolf as he approached. There was no indication of his intentions, and so the freckled boy tensed a little, his gaze somewhat wary as he looked over the stranger. 

For a few moments, he stayed where he was and just watched the other wolf approach, unsure how he would handle a confrontation should it arise; he had no intention of dying here today, so he was pretty sure it would end in a fight if the stranger wished it to be that way. 

But in the event that the pale man was here on more friendly or curious terms, Acheron didn't greet him with any real aggression—just a curious but guarded expression as he waited to see where things would go.