Arrow Lake white snake

Pausing mid-bow, Pukei's cheery countenance faltered slightly for a moment as he flatly shot down her request. Well, there went that fun. What a right stick in the mud. She studied his stern features for a brief second, wondering if something had happened in his life to make him this way or had he – as her mother had put it – simply just been born on the wrong side of the den?

Straightening, the girl retreated out of the water with a shake of a forepaw. "You and me both," she said, biting her tongue before adding buddy onto the end, figuring he probably wouldn't appreciate the pet name. "You picked the wrong wolf to pin your hopes onto." Clearly. "But hey if you know of any better spots for a chance at a meal, I'm all ears!"

Though, considering he was implying he wanted to share her catch – or worse – she wasn't holding much hope for a solid suggestion.