Whitebark Stream Discovery

Hihi, sorry for my weird joke, but the joke was actually that he was talking about her when he said that it was dazzling. This works fine too, wopwop

The female walked closer to him, but he didn't mind. Instead he made himself comfortable by sitting down in the snow, hoping he wouldn't freeze his bum off. He watched her again, actually hoping for her to follow his lead, but knew it would be a lot of trust to ask for from someone he had just met. He, however, would trust strangers blindly, making him an optimistic dork.

When the golden-eyed wolf confirmed his thoughts about her being in a pack, his ears perked up. He could use a place to call home, but knew it would be a waste of time to ask to join. Every pack had someone with knowledge of herbs, right? His talent that he'd been training on a for big chunk of his life was not as special, but he still praised himself for his knowledge. After his thoughts had faded away a bit, the female asked him his name.Magnus Creatus, at your service, m'lady. He said proud. He knew his name wouldn't mean anything to a wolf from The Far West Teekon Wilderness, but he still took pride in it. It had been a name passed onto him from generations before him, and he couldn't let it out of his title.

The masked male paused for a brief moment, now curious of her name too.It seemed that this conversation was going smoothly, why wouldn't he just ask? May I know yours? He asked with a grin.