Sharp Flint

When Sharp Flint was scouting one day, she stumbled upon an abandoned mine. She hadn't heard mention of a mine and was curious about it, but she ran into another wolf near the entrance, a big young male with gray and brown fur. Flint was usually met with fear by strangers, her eyes glowed with yellow and green, her pelt was speckled with patches of mossy fur, the wolf stopped and stared but there was no fear in his gaze, only curiosity. He greeted her, told her his name was Stag, and they talked for a while, until she thought the others would be wondering where she was, she excused herself and left but he called after her that she was welcome to return any time.
She did.
She found her paws walking the path to that mine often, even when she didn't mean to.
He showed her around, every part of the mine that he had explored so far, shared meals with her, spent a lot of time talking. He stared at her a lot, but it wasn't like other wolves had, his stares felt good.

Eventually she asked him to meet her pack, and he agreed. She was nervous what Marsh Reed and Lost Owl would think, but they were kind and welcoming. Reed looked at both of them with clear amusement on his face. Stag was invited to join a few hunts, and eventually to come back to the hollow. He told Flint that he didn't like being around so many wolves, but she told him he was doing great.
It lead to an invitation to join the pack, Stag was unsure and asked for some time to think. Flint worked hard to convince him to stay with the pack, to stay with her, and eventually he agreed.
They still often went back to the mine, they explored further and sometimes would spend the night curled up in his old den.

Found in Tundra 14/01/2022 by #40891
Starting stats: 270