Big Salmon Lake No room for the weak or the timid

"Oh yeah?" Luke's ears perked as the dark fellow commented that he could think of several things better than chasing geese. Feeling water collected in his hear prompted him to give his head a little shake, his pause before proceeding to ask what things specficially were better than his wild goose chase was enough time for the other male to ask a familiar question: Is your nose... blue?" To this, Luke chuckled warmly and answered with a chirp. "Yup!" He raised a paw, exposing his blue pad to his curious companion. "These too... Oh!" he stuck out his tongue briefly. "And that. All blue." He paused. "The name's Luke." He extended his paw this time for a wolfish fist bump, the same way he had offered it too Boone who was not sure what to do with it. Luke's tail wagged lightly, a friendly smile on his face.