The other was younger then he, though not by too much. Heath felt old, when his thoughts passed over the parents that had been lost. Though his body was young and full of the energy that created and fueled his frustration. Yellow eyes peered on, noting his odd coloring, and how foolish his excitement was. Of course Heath was calm and collected, like his brother. But or course (again) he just had better social skills then the larger brute.
A step forward, Heath., his voice was low and he kept the eagerness from his face. He was sure the pup had nothing good to offer him. But there was no true reason no waste the small information that he might be holding. It was reason they had split, to get the low down on the area. What pack? Heath questioned as he looked away, attempting to be nonchalant and carefree, though his tail swished from side to side.