Moonspear puppy's day out

He hovered with a thorough mix of anticipation and uncertainty, all sprinkled with sheer excitement as he couldn't quite decide where to even begin. From his own spot, he watched the others take to the pups and vice versa, and that alone kept his mind busied between tossing out his own greetings and happy tail wags when appropriate.

Things seemed to sort themselves out once he adjusted to the initial newness and relative chaos of four fresh wolves being introduced, but about when he exhaled thinking that, he noticed the a brownish one really coming quickly and noisily. He perked and immediately didn't know what to do when she carried her way right on into him. "Hey!" he chuffed, and tried to bounce aside a little as she plopped back down, but it was too late to be of any good. "You okay??" he reached to poke her with his nose when she sniffed at him, but as soon as she looked entirely alright for more than about five seconds, he sunk down into a play-bow and waved his rump all around. This way, he wanted to invite her to show him what was fine.. and most of all, plaaaay.

In a language universal like a happy romp, the yearling hoped he could better know his brand new siblings that way--even if it was only one at a time, and just for a moment. He was still way too excited and just happy to be here with them, even if he could hardly contain the weird nerves and delight.