Amutaq stood in silence for a time his tail twitching lightly with the anticipated excitement of the season. He was ready to move on and travel towards Diveen when a very alluring aroma touched his nose. The males black body swayed around without him really thinking about it. He couldn’t help it they were just so nice. He loved to be enveloped around the sweet scents of winter even if he wasn’t allowed to touch. Normally the females were well aware of themselves and they had so much self control he wasn’t sure how they did it. Perhaps it was just his own womanizing nature and inability to really be committed that made him a bit more wild than the other wolves out there, but he thought he had pretty damn good self control considering he didn’t have any pups running around yet.

He waited it seemed perhaps this night he wouldn’t have to do any chasing, not physically at least, but part of the game was getting them to join him for the night. His tail twitched lightly in anticipation keeping his eyes in the direction the sweet pheromones were drifting from. Amutaq felt a little more eager and excited than he probably should have been. He took a tentative step forward then spotted the beautiful black and golden fem step through. Her scent was thick of both her heat and a pack which had him a little concered at first. Normally the females found safety staying within a pack but here she was wandering out all on her own. He smiled as shed approached shaking out his own mostly black coat ears posed and attentive as she spoke.

What was most interesting about her was where she was from and who she was. A wolf of Old Moladion. If he hadn’t felt anything before he was now more curious and wanted to be around her more than ever if not for the potential of some fun then the nostalgia the pair could share of the old lands. Amu missed his old home, only about a year ago now he had come back to this ‘new’ Moladion and missed his old home, pack and friends. The lands were so different and he could only be greatful that so much of his family had survived the sky fall.

”Zeteri of Paracon.. I haven’t heard mention of Paracon in a very long time. A daughter of the Samurai King himself, pretty intimidating.” He starts with a little chuckle perhaps he could play a little hard to get himself, he didn’t even know if Devil May Cry or his mate Kiska were still around. It would be playing with fire he thought to be around this girl, but she was an adult and it she came to him! So it wasn’t his fault right?

”Amutaq, scout of Trenus and now wanderer extraordinaire. Hah! Not half as impressive as you though Princess Zeteri.” Play his cards right and spend the night with a beautiful princess? He was thinking this would all be quite worth it in the end.