There is always someone around Moladion. The land was densely populated with wolves and when Enderly grew bored of his lonesome status all it took was a nice strain of song and wallah! They came to his call. Wolves were pack animals of course; being lonesome was unusual to them. Enderly preferred his loner status although he had allied himself with Diveen and often wintered there for the sheer sake of an easy lifestyle. They offered much in the way of entertainment, what with their older wolves going crazy all the time and living in some fantasy worlds. Hell, the Angel land seemed more entertaining than the Demon land from what he could tell. Then again maybe all they needed was a little push towards something more... satisfying, to his tastes at least.

Enderly wasn't really the kind of wolf to enjoy the dismemberment of another wolf. He did not feast his soul upon the violence of death and decay like some of the stranger wolves here. All he wanted was a little chaos to reign, a little spark that he could fan into a flame and then he would sit back and watch it all unfold from his box office spot, always just out of reach of such catastrophe. In a sense, he was of the cowardly sort, though none had yet to utterly prove such a statement.

It isn't all that surprising when the larger gray, white, and silver colored wolf comes to his calling and Enderly, ever one for a little fun, flips that long aged bone up so that it is pressed against his leg; whatever had died had thick bones, for the bone covers his own slender leg and rests on the top of his paw. From the way Ateshia walks up to him she should not be able to see his paw, only the fact that a white bone stops halfway up his leg. Enderly jerks a horrified look at her, his eyes wild and ears half flat. "MY LEG!!!" His voice is silvery smooth yet for the moment it holds a note of panic and horror. He hopes that in that second that she is taking in his figure that she might start at such a prank, might not notice really that the bones isn't attached.

Whether his joke falls flat or not remains to be seen, but in a minute he lets the bone fall back to the ground, shifting his weight around and sending her a blinding grin while his mercurial eyes sparkle in amusement. "My apologies Madam, I had thought my leg was gone but as you can see.." he now lifts his lean leg up as if she did not in fact know it was really there, "It is still here and I am intact. I am ever grateful for your appearance." Again he grins at her, a smooth chuckle rumbling his chest as his gaze checks over her lovely figure. "I am Enderly - at your service."