Walking through familiar territories, Altair often found himself drawn towards Pangae's Gulley, a place he found pleasant. This was the first place he had wandered to when being accepted into Agavos when summer was around. It was where he had met the stubborn apprentice named Striker. An interesting conversation that had been. Shaking his head, Altair moved his way through the trees lifting his head up glancing at the green scenery around him. Some of the tips of the leaves on the other trees were turning but for the most part this area had retained it's green tint. He had a feeling it was because most of the trees seemed to be pine trees, they often never turned color. Walking through the oddly placed trees, the chilly breeze ruffled his fur as a scent curled around him. He tilted his head recognizing the scent. Sieglinde? He thought as he trotted forward, seeing her finally come into shape. He noticed her looking down into the water, before taking a drink and then backing away before resting against on the larger oak trees. Coming up on Sieglinde he moved around so she could see him and spoke. "Good afternoon Sieglinde. How are you?" He asked, a smile on his lips as he took a seat. The sun was shining on his back, giving the dark furred wolf a warmth. His light blue eyes shimmering on the fae as he felt more relaxed with her around.

He was glad to see a happy response, rather a one of anger. Lately he had been angering many wolves, it seemed to be a pattern. Although, he wasn't worried as of now. He enjoyed his time with Sieglinde, and she was nice to him. She seemed to be a sweet and caring wolf, which he often didn't find in this life. He was happy to call her a friend, which he often found doing. When she greeted him, he felt his tail wag, a small bit. He was glad to hear she was well. "I am glad you are well Sieglinde. I know there hasn't been much, but many of us are just preparing for winter. I have been doing some-what well. I haven't been the most popular with a few wolves but that hasn't stopped me from trying to be friendly." He chuckled softly, noticing her staring at him. He didn't feel uncomfortable however, it was quite nice. He had smiled to her once more, feeling more relaxed than he had been for quite some time. "Things have been quite slow, but the seasons are changing quickly. I don't think anyone is quite prepared for the winter, and I am hoping it will not be to harsh upon us." He commented staring up at the blue sky, but noticed clouds off in the distance. While it was warm in this area, there was still a chill and with the breeze it made it him shiver.

When she asked for him to sit next to her, he didn't see why not. He wandered over, before tucking himself in next to her and relaxing. His fur brushed against hers, and as he glanced at her he noticed her beauty. He often noticed the beauty in all wolves, but each wolf was unique. He enjoyed the light mint color of Sieglinde's eyes as well her coat color. He wouldn't call it black, but a more chocolate color with a fringe of white. "The day is still quite young. I was out and about, following an older duty I had finished. I had thought about hunting but prey has been quite scarce." He said shaking his head slightly. He didn't like this time a year as much as he did spring and summer. "I guess we will just have to push through it like all wolves do." He said quietly, flicking his tail silently as he spoke it brushing against Sieglinde. "Sorry." He said tucking his tail around himself so he wouldn't hit her again.