Porcupine Ridge simmer down boy

There was a brief moment when both wolves were embarrassed, shuffling their paws awkwardly and wishing it would pass. Ruenna was the one to break the silence, with a comment and a smile. Slavik’s eyes widened then smiled back, recovering quickly from his guilt. Though inwardly he still couldn’t believe that his antics had almost quite literally killed someone, ouch. She introduced herself as Ruenna, a little shyly. Slavik normally would’ve winked, and gave a charming line but right now he wasn’t feeling in that mood.

Hi Ruenna, I’m Slavik, he replied politely, with a slight chuckle.