Dawnlark Plains Lemonade

Zephyr had strayed yet again from his home, becoming less and less attached to the family there and more focused on his dream. Heldi had not yet come back to him, and already he worried she had run off again. Flustered and needing some distraction, the ebony brute headed out towards the plains to explore.
The scent of another seemed to beckon him, and again thoughts of the pack flooded his mind. There was no point recruiting, not now, not till Heldi came back. Perhaps, however, the thinning male would make a friend. Trotting on through the plains, it wasn't long before a golden pelt came into view. Zephyr let out a friendly chuff to the female with a smile, holding his body neutrally.
"Hello there"