Nova Peak i'm just a girl

His grin was casual as he strode forward, needing no more invitation than that. He tried not to splash her too much – and as the dark agouti wolf reached her side, his muzzle tipped down to gently graze her cheek. “How are you?” He attempted to keep his tone light – touching upon the subject of Danica without wanting to sound like she was fragile.
 
The creamy she-wolf had never been a friend to him – nor even an acquaintance. She had seemingly avoided him, likely because of his connection with Bazi, but it had been good to see the two reconcile their differences. But apparently, life had a twisted sense of humor.