Dawnlark Plains Powers

She finally spoke! He breathed a silent breath of relief and flashed her another quick smile. She asked for his name and even though he'd said it before, he would say it again. "I'm Zaavier. It's a pleasure to meet you Kinvara," He spoke. Truth be told, Kinvara was a very, very beautiful name. 

To his excitement, she asked if he needed friends. He nodded vigorously, almost goofily, his large ears pricked in interest. "I do.. need friends. I am starting a pack of my own, and I hope that it will be successful. Would you like to come with me? I know you hardly know me, but I think you'd benefit the pack in more ways that others will think." A sparkle could be seen in his eye as he scanned her once more. He was merely telling the truth. He did see something in her, a fire per say, that had appeared as soon as she opened up and began to speak. He really hoped she would come along. He knew that she was not the most social wolf, and he would take her under his wing if she let him.