Where was he? The soft gray and white boy allowed his violet orbs to look aroun cautiously, tail lowered and ears pressed down upon his cranium. The young lad took a cautious step forward, his toes just reaching the border in front of him. From his place, he could scent wolves inside this border. Who were they? Where was he? The only thing Khas remembered was seeing his mother laying there while his brothers and sisters attempted to nurse. The little boy knew something was wrong instinctivly, and had tried to wander off to find some sort of soul to help them. Howewver, he may have wndered just a bit too far, and ended up somehwere he shouldn't have. Fear was racing through his veins as he looked down at the scent line, wondering if he'd get into trouble if he crossed this border. Would the wolves inside kill him? He didn't know. To help his brothers and sisters.. Khas knew he had too.

Taking that step allowed him into the lands of the unknown pack, unsure on what he would do. That's when he heard the call of a female, somewhere from deeper in the territory. Could she help? His small legs carried him forward at a slow pace, his short stance only allowing him to walk a small ways. After a few moments, he did manage to make it to where the call had come from. Upon poking his head out of some shrubs, his violet orbs picked up on the sight of several wolves gathered. A man was introducing himself while two sat upon a rock with a wolf down below. There were some others scattered about. Should I go up there..? The little man was unsure of his next move. One one hand, they could help him, keep him safe.. on the other.. they could make him leave. He didn't want to be forced out, to be unloved. He didn't have a mother, he didn't know how to get back to his siblings, and he didn't know where he was.

That's when the small boy decided that it might be a good idea to just try to talk to the strangers here. The slid himself out of the bushes and padded up, neck craning back as he looked up at the pair on the rocks. "H..hi.." he murmured out, crouching low to the ground. Adrenaline was coursing through his small veins. The little horned boy turned his gaze to the ground. "I..I don't know how to get back to my brothers and sisters.. Can I stay with you?" His voice was just above a whisper as it squeaked out the question. Khas was hoping for a positive answer, but preparing for them to yell. He wasn't supposed to be here.. "I'm.. lost." He whispered now, his voice quivering a bit.