Eeeeee!
Eris had explained a few things about life in Salsola and provided him with names of those prominent to her within the family; such as Sirius, and her mate and children. This did not mean he still wasn't a stranger to the family though and he certainly felt like one, wandering the ruins and passing by one unfamiliar face after another.
The brown agouti male had left the cabins behind, feeling more comfortable around the ruins and away from the slaves, for he still wasn't sure how he felt about them. He instead hoped to find a suitable place to set up his own home and shop, asking Eris permission to explore the currently unoccupied areas of the ruins so he would know where he would want to settle once he earned the right to make a home for himself amongst the family. He had wandered for some time when it began to snow, though his soft thick fur prevented him to feel the chill of the oncoming winter he still instinctively sought shelter.
As always Hrafn carried his quiver and bow, slung across his shoulders and back, and he knew he would have to cover the top of his quiver so the wood would not get too wet. It was then that his bright blue eyes caught sight of a female in her lupus form, with pale fur and dark guard-hairs along her spine and tail, eyes an intense green. Hrafn remembered Eris describing her children; it was Salvia, at least he was partially sure of that. Approaching slowly for he was still a stranger to most, he smiled, merle features lighting up.
"Eris daughter," he stated more then asked, "Salvia?" Feeling awkward standing at his 7'4" height around such a short statured wolf he crouched, yet unawares of the other female in a building nearby. "I'm Hrafn," he introduced—pronouncing it RAH-vn as was proper.