Porcupine Ridge Dripping like a saturated sunrise

Luckily for the inquisitive Farstep, Kesan didn't seem to take much offense to his rather primitive means of introduction, and seemed to even enjoy it in a way. Still, he didn't take it as an opportunity to become raucous, and backed off momentarily, satisfied with what he'd learned. She was obviously a female, not yet mature, and seemed to be in high spirits. Learning this about her did make him somewhat apprehensive—it was Farstep's creed never to submit to a wolf not yet mature—but because she was a female and therefore not so much a threat to his own rank, he was content enough to let it alone.

He took the opportunity to nip gently at her hip, then pounced away with a waving tail. His tongue lolled out of his mouth as he made a half-turn, inviting her to chase him, if she was so inclined to play.