Lithium's dark pelt twitched as the gentle wind brushed his side, pushing it any and every way that wasn't its natural position. The male's heavy paws touched down, one after the other, his paces surprisingly light when considering his form. He was alone, that was something he could be sure of as his optics grazes the land around him, coated with thick foliage and the ever-so-slightly browning leaves attached to the thick branches supported high above the ground by heavy trunks.

As Lithium sat himself down quietly among the near-silence and grass, he would think about what he would and could do now that he was approved of by one member. "Perhaps it would prove productive to search for fellow members and establish an acquaintance with." He grumbled under his breath, occasionally forgetting to keep his thoughts inside his head.

Allowing for his thought process to finally draw itself to a close, concluding that his decision would indeed seem both logical and beneficial. Doing his best to crack a smile, he lifted his nose to the air to pick up the scents of any close by. As he fixed his nose on one in particular, he lowered his head to face forward again so he could begin tracing the scent's source, hoping that the one he may find was friendly.

His paws adopted a heavier tread as his concentration was fixed primarily on the scent and his surroundings as opposed to "appropriate posture". While posture, according to his parents, could change the impression entirely, he knew that for him to find his target efficiently, sacrifices of the simple would have to be made. Not that it was any sort of problem. As he mulled this over, he had then become engrossed in his own reasons why posture was lower on the priority list than concentrating on the scent, rather than concentrating on the scent. As Lithium zoned back in, he realised he had lost his trail and sighed, knowing he'd have to start over.

(Sorry. The post should be alright now.)