It was hard to catch him unaware so long as he was in the woods. It was true that scents traveled broken by the trees but as the trees lost their leaves and even the pine’s scent dulled over the area it became easier. He was born in the forest, raised in the forest, and when you were you learned to deal with things like rounding scents and echoing sounds. Sure nothing was ever quite precise unless you were close but there was no missing the scent that was drawing towards him. It brought him from his thoughts quickly, his mind coming out of the wondering stupor it had been in before only to come back to reality. His mismatched gaze went around the woods, not seeing any one immediately. He continued forward though kept aware of the presence around him and knowing it seemed like they were coming in his direction.
His dark tail gave a wave out behind him, still keeping an eye out for anyone to come to him. It wasn’t long after he detected the scent that he saw the silvery form wandering between the greying trees. Amoxtli paused watching as he approached, obviously deliberately trying to be in view of him now. That meant that he was very much unlikely anyone asking for a fight. Not with how he walked forward and as calmly as he did as well. There was something familiar about the brute but Amoxtli couldn’t put his paw on it immediately he simply waited for his approached dipping his head lightly in greeting as the silvery, younger male said hello.
”Hello.” Amoxtli said almost as shy, though he was getting better with it since he had become alpha he was still not so good at meeting strangers. What was more then was he asked if he was related to Maddox. He was taken aback, but it made sence now, this brute… he was seeing bits and pieces of his mother, and Maddox, in him. ”Ye-yes. He’s a much older half-brother to me. We share our Mother, Moth. I guess our brown is some what similar.” He remarked though he had only met Maddox once and it was a not so great occasion. His mother’s death, their mother’s death he guess he should say.
Xavier, that was how he introduced himself, son to Maddox and Elowen. ”Amoxtli, no apologies needed your curiosity is warranted I think. Our family has some quirks I believe only ours shares. It’s a pleasure to meet you though. I am always happy to meet even more of my family.” Knowing he was family was enough to calm Amoxtli down. Something about being around family and not strangers, even though they were still for all intents and purposes strangers still, just made it easier. ”You sort of look like, I guess your grandmother. I don’t see a lot your fur is a lot lighter but you are built like her.” He said hoping it didn’t sound too awkward. It was weird. That was sure. Knowing you were your mother’s youngest child yet there were grandchildren of hers that weren’t your siblings’ own and were close to age. Well that was the price he guessed he had to pay with his parents’ rather large age gap.
Do you also live in Diveen?” His scent did say he didn’t, but he never knew he was just trying to make pleasant conversation at this point and get to know his extended family.