Silvertip Mountain Arabian Nights

It's okay. I'm sure you had a reason

He nodded in agreement at the black wolfess' statement. It was indeed a beautiful day. A good day to be out and about. When she asked what he had been doing, he felt his cheeks grow warm, and hid his face with his paws. He had never been caught talking to himself, and it must have seemed weird to her.

Finally raising his head, he began to answer her question, "Uh...I was just reciting a story. Thanks to some encouragement, I aim to be a chronicler. Guess I'm good at storytelling" he finished, shrugging his shoulders at the end. "Do you enjoy stories?" he asked. Maybe she could help with his latest one.