Wolves to See, Places to Explore

Pale, observing orbs stared out into the distance as he walked through the gorgeous forest. Many shades of green colored the trees and coated the earth, too many other colors to count danced around. Birds, flowers, fish in the stream he was walking by, just about everything you could think of. He looked up, surprised to see a yellow nest type thing. Curious, the brute tried to get a closer look. These were unusual where he had come from, and he forgot what they were called. Placing a huge paw on the tree in front of him, the brute leaned in to see it closer. Little yellow and black things buzzed around. A sweet aroma filled the brutes ebony nose, and he attempted to smell it closer. 'Mmmm.. Smells sweet.. Maybe it tastes good?' He leaned in, hoping the insects wouldn't mind. He stuck his tongue out to taste it, enjoying the sweet taste before a large zap stung his shoulder. He leaped back. They were bees, in a beehive! Why had he been so stupid. Another sting in his rump. With a yelp, he took off, crashing through the foliage. Suddenly, he ran right into a smaller female. He looked at her, looking back. The bees were gone. He jumped up from the female. "I do apologize dearly for having a collision with you. I had a simple impromptu meeting with some bees," He muttered, staring at the femme with his cold, grey eyes, towering over her.

Walk, "Talk", 'think'

The femme raised herself from the ground, brushing off her coat. Roe watched her coolly. She turned to look at him, her soft, mossy green optic.s meeting his grey ones easily, no fear highlighted. The massive brute took a mental note of it. She explained herself quietly for a minute, before she finished, and silence hung in the air. "Well then, fair nymph, my title is Roe," He stated simply, giving a quick, curt bow of the head, before meeting her orbs again, "What tag do you sport?" He asked easily filling in a silence with some need-to-know intel.

Walk, "Talk", 'think'

Her facade expressed confusion for many short moments, before she answered the question. His terms might have confused her. Sade. The Alphesse. What was his luck? He seemed to run into a few Alphesse's this month. He nodded, bowing his head even deeper to express respect for her ranking. He was then demanded if he had a pack. "A pack? Me?" 'Of course, you dunce!' "No, ma'am. I am going to join dearest Zena's here soon, although," he replied quickly, his mind focusing and pushing away the thought of his new friend. It was time he began heading over there. He would make his way after his meeting with Sade.

Walk, "Talk", 'think'

The brute watched the tiny maiden in front of him in confusion as she appeared flustered. He tilted his huge dome for a moment, and only slightly, to try to decipher what he had done. He was always doing something wrong. It didn't matter what the brute tried to do, he always screwed up or hurt someone's feelings. Then, Zena came again. The she-wolf in front of him asked about her. "Leader of White Lake pack, ma'am, she is situated in those trees around there," he answered the Alphesse the best he could, stuttering in effort. He was just not himself today. He was flustered, stupid, and just generally a mess. A sigh escaped his maw, and he looked at the maiden in front of him apologetically. "I'm terribly apologetic, miss Sade. I'm so confounded in this fine diurnal course, I can't even contemplate. I might as well leave you to your freedom, if that's what you desire,"


Walk, "Talk,", 'think'