Wapun Meadow rainbows on the ground

Just as the warrior was going to answer the stranger's question, he was interrupted by someone he faintly remembered. They had spoken, but to call them buddies was a long shot. They were pack mates, nothing else to it really. So was... Maja he called her. Gotham assumed this was the girl's name. His name was already given to the stranger, but he just felt like he needed to make clear that he was not Goober.

Samuel. He greeted, not all that happy that yet another wolf joined them. He had nothing against the guy, he just had something against large groups. Hence why he always sat alone at meetings. Sorry, I'm afraid I'm not the one you seek. He said, turning his dull gray eyes to the fella that he kinda liked. He was jolly, almost like Bacchus, God of wine. Goober, you say... It doesn't sound like a name I've heard before. Can you give me a description? He asked, just slightly curious about this Goober.