Silverlight Terrace at war with oneself

Just when he thought finding his ilk was not going to happen, one appears. He was beyond overjoyed by this, and it showed in how his body continued to tremble even after the initial wriggling. "Don't be the silly!" he chirped, also unaware of the laws of nature preventing a wolf and fox from breeding, but well aware of the lore surrounding their species. Or his species, for it sounded like she was not one of them after all. Or, she did not know she was. Yes, that had to be it, given her mother's name. Not all foxwolfs knew the old stories and knew what they were, he believed.

"Oh! I am very excitement to hear this. Foxwhat?" he asked. "Or is she a Somethingfox?" His tail twitched quickly and erratically as it wagged. "I am Roofox. But you cans be calling me Roo."