Otter Creek Walk it off

Gunnar wagged his tail, pleased to see Saena as well. He studied her, it still astounded him that there were such small wolves, his mother, her. Most he knew were fairly large, his father one of the largest. Gunnar encouraged most ot talk to him, he still wasn't entirely sure, what he wanted to do with his life. He did know though that he was going to be an outrider some day, and perhaps a hunter, that would be nice. He tilted an ear forward to catch her words.

Gunnar chuckled, I don't know how exciting it will be. I feel bad for my mom, she's so tiny and my dad isn't. He shrugged, he was worried about his mom, he really was. However, he was also unsure if he wanted to stay in the bay. Not because he didn't love them, but rather because he did. He felt as if it would be better if he left them, to their viking ways. Puppies are very cute. He agreed with her, unsure where to go from there.

Gunnar listened, and he heard the slight change in her voice and he wondered at it. A dog? Are you okay? What weird things? Should I be warning the bay?