Ire Pack

Whilst exploring, you stumble across a small space cleared out in the depths of the forest; the air around it eerily quiet and filled with the sense of something very old being very angry. It holds you to the spot you stand, your tail lowering a little, though you know you're far too exposed like this. An attack could come from anywhere and you don't know if you'd have the sense to move.

The sudden rustle of a bush across from where you are causes you to tense, crouching low, ears turning back, tail lowering more and your lips drawn back in a silent snarl.

From the leaves a male wolf pads out, a beaver carcass in his jaws and a slightly smaller wolf at his side. Both pause in seeing you, then with a flick of his tail, the larger pads off to the right and the smaller all but bounds up to you.

"Hello!" his greeting is nice enough, tail held in a neutral but no less friendly position. Evidently, neither of them are a threat.

"Welcome to Pack Ire! You seem to have caught us at a bad time, why don't I lead you inside and show you around? We're friendlier than we'd probably like you to believe! Oh, by the way, my name is Shou!" he turns then, following to where the larger wolf had gone, looking back once at the edge of a very well hidden den.

"You coming?" Shou asks, head tilting to one side and his ears flopping a bit with the movement.

You feel as though you should either take the chance and follow him, or leave before whatever angered entity that also inhabits the space comes back. How there was a pack here, perfectly safe, was beyond your understanding of the situation.

(Subject to change at any moment.
Head to Shou to continue the story! He's the 'companion' wolf!)