Blackfoot Forest Crazy Boy

Thanks for joining and your sacrifice! <3

It appeared that the dirt-covered boy was not alone, for a voice of another brought his attention away from the butterfly. He turned to face the owner of the voice, sitting up and watching a few butterflies fly off while a few lingered. Some landed atop his cranium and shoulders, while the red one still stayed on his muzzle.

"Hi there" he replied kindly, looking over the man. "Yes, I'm Samuel. I don't seem to know your name though, Mr..?" He asked, unknowing that this wolf was the beta of the Rosings.