Dragoncrest Cliffs 'sentimental boy' is my nom de plume

We do look alike. A ghost of a smile accompanied the agreement. Prince turned to look at the sky, cold wind lightly batting his face. What brought you out here tonight, Arrille? He wondered aloud, turning his gaze back to the other wolf.
There was friendliness in his gaze, in the relaxed swish of his tail and the occasional flick of his ears. He was glad for the company tonight, when the air was so cold and the dark expanse of the territory seemed so strange and friendless. It was a step towards settling in, Prince thought.