Shadewood Evanescence

The rosey wolf's words only continued to excite the young male. The land was full of knowledge - stories just waiting to be heard and repeated. Dag's paws itched to keep going, but he knew that he must revel in very step - including the steps that had led him to this fine young stranger.

"Ah, what a pleasure it is to have met you," he sighed, seating himself comfortable near the other wolf, to show that he, too, was enjoying their chance encounter. "I'm glad to hear of the richness of the land! I plan at opdage - to explore every inch of it. I wish to be a bard, you see, and to travel all the wilds bringing song and story to each wolf I meet!"

He was glad to have met Shink before all others, and hoping that the red-tinged fellow would offer a song or story he could share. Even a message to relay would be a fine thing; Dag had nothing if not time to spend, after all.

"What brings you here, Shink - and can I be of any service?"