Angels on the moon

Assuming this takes place after the school trip thread; making some very vague references.

The little songbird nodded a hello. Bazi nodded back. They had broken the ice a day or so prior - the short scouting mission had inevitably bonded the two wolves, even it was just by a single thread. The older female took a few steps forward - only enough to maintain a conversation without shouting - and sat back down, front paws prettily aligned and tail lightly curled behind her.

"Are you nervous?" she asked, never one to beat around the bush.