Emberflame Ridge sorry mr policeman, if i wanted to talk i woulda called a friend

HELLO FRIENDLING!

Both parties were respectful of one another, choosing not to draw too close into one another's personal space before having established some amiability. This etiquette had less to do with disposition and more to do with survival, at least for the black wolf, who did not endeavor to place himself in reach of disagreeable teeth. No wolf, let alone a loner, could afford to risk unnecessary injury.

"Well enough," he replied, his tail waving peaceably. With the wind still blowing through his fur the wrong way, he could not catch her scent, but he was inclined to believe that she was not from a pack, as he had caught no sign of a pack living in the area, much to his liking. "Tagg," he introduced himself with a subtle dip of his blunt snout toward the ground. "You live around here?" Still, he did not operate by assumption.