Morningside Cuesta don't make a shadow of yourself

"Indeed they are," he agreed with a bob of his head, though he himself held no belief in any of the many gods that wolves looked up to. Life was what you made of it, however you chose to do so. His companion was lead by her heart and her beliefs to found this pack, here in the hollow. She had made it so. She was the good.

His teeth reached out to playfully tug at the ruff of her neck before he pounced sideways and launched into the water. "Come on!" he called, adding to his gesture of invite the moment prior. "Come for a swim!" Luke swam back and forth, dipping his muzzle in the stream and flicking water over himself.