I lounged today, enjoying the way the sunlight gleamed across my silky fur. It was a trait that apparently was inherited for my mother had been just as vain as I was. She had been beautiful too and I wondered if I would find me a beauty like my father had found in her - although he hadn't really stuck around long to care much. Loathsome creature. My jaws part as far as possible in a yawn, exposing my fangs to the world until they snap shut audibly, my lips flicking into a smirk when a hare scatters from a location I hadn't even known about. It would be a fun chase but I preferred to track when I could, my nose being a most renowned one. Okay, not renowned by many but myself, but I was damned good with it. I had spent the better part of this early spring sniffing about and following cold trails just for the pleasure of it but nothing had caught my attention.

Until the call rings into the air, challenging and calling. Beseeching others to come. It is brazen and I like brazen, my ears flicking towards the sound before my own sleek head rises and a cool song is returned. I am coming, it says, and I leap down from the rock I had found, my lean legs catching me easily. There had been many callings of late for loners and not as many for packs, unless you counted challenges, but I did not care much for pack life yet. It would take a bit to get me to reconsider. I lope towards the caller, noting his gray figure in the distance. A loner as well, his scent aged, but age could be a good thing.

My paws slow as I draw closer, a lazy grin on my face as I move to stand before him, sitting in a negligent manner. The silver that runs from my chest and down my belly seems pristine against the silky black that covers me elsewhere and my blue-silver eyes twinkle as I look him over. "What is the purpose of this meeting? It seems loners here have a desire for pack life, what with the constant calls for one another. Lonely, old man?" My words are a jest to make me seem as if I am flippant and maybe I am, but I am also keen and I watch him as I do, wondering if his pride is easily hurt.