Phoenix Maplewood a squirrel and dessert

He had been half-expecting the older male to run him off, so when he instead stepped aside so Oliver could sample the tree sap Oliver's yellow eyes lit up with glee. "Sweet," he said cheerfully as he swiped his tongue across the trunk, lapping up the sweet liquid with gusto. Oliver, a big kid at heart, had quite a sweet tooth and maple sap was one of his favorite indulgences. He found it a pain to obtain on his own, however. After he'd consumed every drop, he let out of moan of satisfaction. "Oh that's good stuff," he said, licking the remains of his snack from his lips.

He nodded appreciatively at the other wolf. "Thanks, man." he said, then suddenly remembered he'd neglected to properly introduce himself yet again. "I'm Oliver by the way, nice to meet you."