Sunbeam Lair forktail

The male said nothing, his gaze finding hers silently. He rose to his paws at her presence and she noted the heaviness of the action, as if he were tired or too heavy. He then sat on his haunches in front of her, silent as ever, and thumped his tail behind him. She saw this and relaxed a bit. At least he was friendly, if not very talkative—not that that bothered her. In her previous life with her parents and her siblings, she had not spoken much. Most communication had been achieved through body language or short sounds—growls, barks, etc. Grezig was comfortable in silence, but silence could not convey her name.

She stepped forward so that they were in comfortable speaking distance and then she, too, sat down. “I am Grezig,” she said, dipping her head in greeting. There was something about this wolf that she really liked—a level of immediate respect for his imposing stature and heavy silence. He reminded her of… herself, perhaps? Or maybe her father?