Verdant Basin End of the world - The musical

She looked like the disregarded fruition of a Malapoot Malamute + Husky cross but a touch...wilder than anything he'd interacted with before. Her bi-toned stare was reminiscent of the hawks he sometimes studied during afternoons spent idling in his backyard. Her similar expression of uncertainty toward him made him doubly curious; she seemed as duped by his appearance as he was hers.
 
Poor thing has never seen another dog before," he speculated with a pang of pity. She wasn't even familiar with her own kind and yet she'd been brought out here?!
 
She spoke and he readily listened...the soft curves of his audits pressing forward to cusp the softness of her words. "Not at all," he replied honestly. And then there was a courteous volley of, "Am I disturbing you?"