Duck Lake These are just ghosts that broke my heart

Then there were three. Well, sort of. The two other wolves both looked like they were about to be spooked into oblivion. In fact, the lighter one scuttled into the reeds, hiding there as if she might wither away at the mere sight of him. Okay, so maybe the flowers were too much? He hadn't really been prepared to chat-up two ladies at once. He'd let the hiding one approach if she felt the desire to do so.

W-n 'um fw-rs? he asked, grinning and talking through the bouquet in his mouth. Phox hadn't really considered the fact that talking while holding something would be so... difficult.