Ankyra Sound another soldier with little patience to see the dawn

The shoulder check was not well-received, not well received at all. It did, however, cause her to drop the stick, but Luke's blue-padded paws had become planted in the sand, his legs and body tensed and ready to react, for his game of chase had abruptly ended with bared teeth facing him. Her snarl was menacing, but the white wolf was not so easily shaken from composure. "Aw, come on," he cooed. "Just trying to have a bit of fun here." His tail waved and he smiled, attempting to ease the black female, though he had his doubts if she would be assauged. Someone who reacts the way she did, first stealing his stick and then reacting so hotly to him, did not strike him as a real social sort.