Lost Creek Hollow My Winter Flower

Misty blushed a little when he got into a submissive stance. She had never had anybody do that in front of her, specifically. "No need for such formalities. I mean we are packmates after all, it's not like I'm a high rank wolf." she said, reverting to her shy self a little bit. She sat down across from him, her pure white tail falling over her small paws. She listened to his story and request intently, blushing even more as he finished. "You could...stay with me....if you want of course. My den is pretty big, and I haven't really made any true friends besides Luke, but he's usually to busy to come and hang out with me." she admitted bashfully. She raised a brow when he mentioned he was a coywolf. She had heard much about them and had even met a few when she was a loner. She wasn't surprised when he said he didn't really know much about wolves. Most coywolves she had met did better on their own and had no use for packs. She admired his bravery to try out living in a pack, as she had done. Maybe, despite their difference in origins, they might have more in common than either of them realized.