Cerulean Cape the dog's half eaten buffalo ear

HERE YOU GO! :P lolol

He was well aware of the piece of wood sticking out from his mouth, he could feel its sharp edges press against his lips. Fortunately, he was not the sort to be embarrassed about such a thing, he was rather nonchalant about even as the white female took notice once she had drawn closer. He nodded to her, the corner of his mouth pulling upward in a brief smile.

"Ah, yep," he confirmed. "It seems to like it there." He takes a moment to appriase her, a young healthy female with the simple scent of a loner whose coat did not bear the complex medley of scents that was common to pack wolves. He hums thoughtfully. "You heading somewhere in particular?" If she wasn't, perhaps he could steer her toward the ridge.