Zanu looked between the two wolves.
"Are you a pack?" He asked cautiously, noticing the cave again as well. He knew well that danger can be sought by stepping on a packs territory.
He wasn't very violent by nature, so Zanu often found reason rather than fight. But living like that for many years had taught him better. He would now also fight aswell, within reason, he still went for a more diplomatic approach at first.
Right now he was doing just that.
Khar ruffled his feathers, and glided down to Zanu's shoulder.