Moonspear Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May

Aesop certainly had a way with words. Dash huffed out a few breaths, trying to laugh, but it didn't exactly come out like that. Thanks, he said sarcastically. His weakness didn't diminish his smart ass responses, though. Aesop bumped his nose against Dash's, though the dark wolf didn't realize he was checking the wetness of it. He would have found that it was bone dry. His gums would have been slightly pale. 

What are you up to? Dash asked slowly, lifting his head a bare few inches off of his legs. But, it only lasted a few moments. His eyes, feeling heavy, drifted shut as he listened for Aesop's reply.