Silvertip Mountain Never Be Like You

Niita hadn't known what to think of Ezekiel. He had seemed aggressive at the borders but judging by his stiff social interactions he was that way all the time. Of course Niita had hopes of being friends with everyone in her pack, even stoic faced males like Zeke.

Niita returned his bark with a friendly wave of her tail, stopping her rounds to talk to him. "Yeah, I hope the plants come back soon. I've been seeing a few random blades of grass. That's a good sign, yeah?" Niita asked rhetorically, hoping not to make him feel weird.