Whitefish River here and there

“You didn’t surprise me, but you... well, you are... um...” He cleared his throat, unable to finish that sentence, he probably shouldn’t anyway. His mind was so foggy he couldn’t think straight either way.
As she moved to get by, she drew even closer to him; Ferdie continued to stare at her as she passed by him, not at her face but rather at her body, her lithe shoulders, the muscles below her pelt, her side and then her hips as she moved below his nose. It wasn’t until her tail slipped by his muzzle that he turned and trotted to her side.

His ears perked forward, his tail still high over his back but he commanded nothing of her, He didn’t expect her to submit nor did he even want her two, just for his own self satisfaction, he had himself this way. He could not do so in the pack, he hadn’t earned that right yet.

“Ame” He uttered her name respectfully, “I have no direction in which I need, or want to travel, so for a time, I would enjoy nothing more then accompanying you” He moved toward the water so his feet would splash just the very edge of the water cooling his toes probably flicking water up upon his underbelly, which he’d have to groom later. “Do you have a destination in mind today, Ame?”

He was purely curious for when he was a lone wolf he had no rhyme or reason to his travels, it was blind luck that he ended up here. He looked to carefully and casually flick water up at her heels without looking like he had done so on purpose