Emberwood my smile's an open wound.

Yes! Another friendly, like himself. Not all greetings went like this, and Zephyr couldn't help but feel excited. His tail started to wag again as he approached, but the gentlemanly male made sure they both had their own space. Flashing him a happy grin, the massive ebony male sat and spoke, being sure to match the loudness of Whits voice with his own ecstatic tone.
       "I'm Zephyr. You in need of some help or even up for some company? I've been on the move looking for a good patch of land for a while and a friendly face is a rarity outside Seadog."