Taking some more space for himself, Gekirin wasn't quite ready for the energy the previous young wolf had just yet. What did calm his somewhat rattled nerves, was the somewhat serene crisp evening air that filled his lungs. Gekirin took a deep breath, exhaling as he let the stress slowly ebb away from his core. Then continued on to find something to quell the ache in his stomach. Prey had already been scarce with winter's firm grasp on the world. Add on to it the long otherworldly plague, brought on a whole new challenge.

But he wasn't about to give up, his nose doing its best to pick up on something even remotely savory. The dark cloaked wolf moved through the misty forest, smelling what he thought was a pond or at least a swamp of some kind. Maybe there was food over there? Then the crunch of something behind him made his heart almost leap out of his throat. Who's there? You know it's not wise to sneak up on someone with a hungry stomach. Golden eyes looked into the direction of the noise, still and poised as he remained ready for what or who ever had the guts to creep in on him.

Vivian