Silvertip Mountain What is Love?

Hearing his normal confident words, the female chuckled at his words, shaking her head softly. "I gotta admit, that story was pretty awesome." She said, perking her ears up at him. She felt warm after hearing the story, it reminded her of her homeland before she left. She turned her gaze towards the forest, watching the snow start to fall from the cloudy sky.

"You know, I've never really had someone do this for me that wasn't related. We didn't have wolves our age when we were little." She said, her attention focused on the trees that were growing white. "Thank you Chaska. It means a lot." she said,turning her head and offering a smile. Turning back towards the forest, she let out an inaudible sigh, her ears relaxed.As the snow fell, it started to sprinkle against her dirt-colored fur.

"Were did you learn to story tell?" She asked, the topic peaking her interest.