Larksong Grotto Seven Ate Nine

Seff took the wolf's friendly advances well, and in time they were fully engaged in a boisterous game, Seff shrieking in delight and his tiny tail wagging excitedly. He was in his element, the little pup at play, and wished nothing else but to play more with this wolf. His face was split in a wide smile, the tip of a new white fang sticking out in the slightest, as he tumbled and rolled, delighted with this new friend of his.