OOC: Sorry I took so long to reply!
Vikas was as far north as he had ever been. There wasn't much of a reason for it, either. He was just traveling to get acquainted with the new world he was living in. There was still so much he didn't know, and that was bothering him. He didn't like feeling vulnerable or ignorant. Today was an especially vulnerable day, in Vikas' mind. The young wolf had been lugging around all of his possessions in chunky bags that wore his arms down and bounced roughly against his sides. He was even starting to get light bruising from it, which truly angered him. He would have liked to think his flesh was a little thicker than that. But today, he was carrying very little. Vikas had chanced upon an old, decaying barn in the northern part of Drifter Bay. The barn itself was unremarkable, but it had a decent cellar beneath it, and better yet, a key to lock the door with. He now wore that very key around his neck with a long piece of twine.
Remembering this, Vikas zipped up the front of his jacket. He didn't really need clothes for warmth, being a wolf and all, but it did help. More importantly right now, it covered any sign of his key necklace and provided plenty of pockets for the crud he did want to bring with him. The youth walked calmly through the chilly fields, enjoying the new territory. Currently he didn't think he was anywhere near a pack, so he didn't expect any company. He was therefore happily surprised at the scent of another luperci. He followed the smell until it became strong enough to identify as belonging to an older male. He kept on, although his "prey" soon walked straight into his path, ending Vikas' search abruptly.
The man was tall, very tall. It was bad enough that most luperci were taller than him, but this guy was like a skyscraper in comparison. He wore clothes too, although they were looser and simpler than Vikas'. The man was a hodge-podge of browns and greys, but Vikas could tell little else about the stranger except the fact that he looked hurried. Vikas closed in, darting around shrubbery to get close enough to speak to the other wolf. "You alright?" Vikas called out to him, hoping he could be of assistance somehow. He was already losing that content feeling from peacefully walking around, and was quickly growing bored.
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