Tsukikage had taken a liking to the vast open tundra. His massive frame patrolling the shoreline of the vast lake before him. It was a quiet and somewhat peaceful place, with the occasional washed up animal that he could feast on while he got his priorities in line. So when he had taken to following the seagulls this time around, he wasn't quiet expecting any company along with it.
Yet there it was, the stench of someone taking their own fill from the water's bounty. The wolf of moonlight and stars proceeded with caution, ice blue eyes catching sight of a large wolf in the distance. A woman with dark tones and grand stature. With a scent that seemed exotic and foreign. No matter, he still kept up his guard. After all, even roses had their thorns. And he was not about to play gardener.