Dawnlark Plains running wild and running free

He offers a soft chuff of laughter once she’s opened up a little, admiting to better decision, but she didn’t seem like she’d taken the decision to leave her homeland lightly.  With the threat of winter, life is much harder on a lone wolf.  If he hadn’t come across his current home, he’s not sure what he’d be doing.  Devoting his life to another pack, no doubt; Ukko isn’t dumb enough to stay on the streets when he’d be competing with a lot more wolves than just what’s in front of him.

Ukko nods to her query, then opens it up for him to give his decision.  His smile hadn’t left his muzzle but his tail creeps up in speed, waving back and forth behind him playfully.

“I think if I ran into a… tall, dark, and handsome wolf, I’d follow him,” he tells her with a grin, shifting his weight to broaden his shoulder.  The excess of fur gives him an extra boost to make himself look bigger.  Surely he’d produce beautiful healthy children, in the long run, but he kept that tucked away while he watches her eyes that pop from her darker features.  “Of course, that’s if I were you. I don't have to survive on my own through the winter.”