[ male ] [ six ] [ mateless ] [ imprintless ] [ covet x malina ]
If it had been just the one sound, Riot would not have bothered with it at all. However, it was more than just one; and the mis-match of voices were a curious thing. He could go and observe the group and learn more that way. Easier to be on the fringes than to go right into it, but he supposes it would be polite to greet them all before fading into the background. This was the overall plan, since the more he knew of those that lived here, the better.

Gaining more information overall was something Riot aspired to every day. He would be someone here, somehow. In however way that he needed to get there, he would find a way. One of the packs would impress him enough for him to join; it was only a matter of time. He would work to rise up, to gain a rank that he fancied and go from there. His goals were less high than most ambitious young wolves, but he knew where he wanted to be. High but not at the point of it all.

To do that, however, Riot had to find out more on how those who lived here worked. What they were like, how the packs thrived. The allies and enemies and anything in between. He needed to know these things, needed to listen and piece it all together. Knowledge was power, it really was. Riot kept this in mind always, and used it where it was needed. For now, he knew he wasn't ready yet to go far enough. But he would reach it. Oh yes, he would.

On he went, closer to the little group of wolves. Three of them were seeming to be conversational for now, and it was to these three he nods his head to first. The others get a dip of his maw as well before Riot's gaze swerves back to the trio. "Hello there. Getting to be quite a little gathering." He gave a smile (as fake as anything of those emotions from him were; though who would know it after all his practise?) and waited to see who would speak up next.