Otter Creek a drink at the creek

Shadow was about to tell Trajan off for so rudely swatting at the stranger's nose but Luke did not seem to mind so he made no comment on that. "Wow, did you like purposely dye the nose? Or have frostbite but somehow it didn't fall out?" he asked, rather curious about the white wolf's blue features. It was weird and he hadn't seen it before, sure, Trajan's mismatched eyes were weird but not unexpected, especially since he was of Angelus Mortis blood. But blue features simply was too out worldly, and the Roman found himself thinking of the various possibilities that could make the wolf in front of him have blue features.

The Roman watched as Luke leaned down to give his son a closer look at his blue features, Trajan gazed wide eyed at the blue colors that decorated the man's nose, paws and tongue before a wide, curious grin spread across his features. "Oooh," he yelped excitedly as he attempted to sniff the blue paw Luke showed him, his nose surely tickling the white adult in front of him. His tail began wagging too, and Shadow was afraid that if his son's tail wagged any faster, he would fly away. "Can you make blue bubbles?" asked the boy eagerly.