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Cain... wasn't fond of sleet. At the same time, though, he preferred it to rain. It took a lot more to soak his pelt, and it didn't make the ground squishy. It did make his paw pads cold, but that was easily dealt with. It also looked like snow once a decent amount gathered, though it couldn't be gathered up like snow. Plus, some areas the next day would turn into sliding areas, which would be fun for everyone.
Some, though, didn't like it very much. And as the direwolf paused, he realized that there was one such as that huddling here. It was one that he had only smelled once before, and so was unable to put a face to the smell. There was another scent here, though... a human scent. Cain frowned. Was the human trapping this unknown member of ColouredClan? That was the only thing he could think of, even though it didn't make sense. This was an abandoned city - why would humans come there? Hell, even the humans that have appeared on the territory were in the forests. Not even the city.
He edged forward slowly, a frown etched deeply on his face. He felt the urge to shift directions, before he corrected his own mind: humans don't see, smell, or hear as well as wolves do, let alone dire wolves. He would be safe, unless he let himself be seen, With a golden pelt among white, though, that probably was more of a risk than he first thought. He noticed a window in the back, and propped himself up. He was tense, oh so tense - he couldn't creep up on the window like he could to some people. No, he had to stand on his hind legs and prop himself to peer through the dirty glass - something dangerous. Very dangerous.
What he saw, though, wasn't dangerous. What he saw was a human child and a wolf curled up together. "What...?" Cain questioned aloud, thoroughly confused. Why was there a child? Had this wolf led it there? What if it had come from the humans on the outskirts of their territory? The humans would definitely search an abandoned city for a lost child, and they could even discover the hidden city of animals that dwell within. In other words, this was very, very bad. At least he recognized the wolf, though. He was right, it did belong to a member he had met only once. He couldn't recall a name, but eh. She likely wasn't introduced and he'd find out in a moment.
The wolf hopped down, claws sliding off the window sill with a very light sound. It wouldn't be heard over the noise of the sleet pounding on the roof, but it still made Cain tense for a moment before he moved to the front of the building. The front of the building had a layer of white building against it, and, irritably, he swiped a paw at the white - a move that scattered sleet everywhere and also nudged the door open, spilling sleet in the building. Oops. They'd definitely notice now. As a result, the male poked his nose in, blinking once to get his eyes accustomed to the lighting, minimal though it was. And, despite him wanting to bust in and demand answers, he refrained, only asking a single inquiry: "May I come in?" A simple enough start.
ooc. I uh... had muse. Oops.
"speech" thoughts #colouredclancain
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could you guys make? <:
be careful