And so it began, as a grey form slithered out of the foliage. This wolf was most likely a part of the nearby pack, although he smelled relatively new. Tsrmono was new himself, although he remained unattached to any pack, free from being anchored to any part of the land. He also quite liked being by himself. His solitary habits were not the only thing that kept him alone, but his demeanor and his lack of personality. That and his odd looks also kept many at bay.
Here, however, this wolf seemed quite interested, although Tsr couldn't tell whether it was a good interest or not. Technically he wasn't trespassing on the packlands, so he was free to remain where he was as he pleased. He sat where he was, looking right back at the wolf. His soulless eyes burned a hole right through the fur of the grey male, as he remained quiet for a moment. Then he spoke, breaking the silence. "Yes?"