Whitefish River The River

wrapping up, thank you <3

Galileo flicked an era back when he felt the coyote's discomfort and annoyance at his question, he hadn't meant it as a challenge, he was curious, he knew how others could treat those smaller than themselves.

He dipped his nose in an apologetic manner, "No little coy-wolf, I never meant it like that," he began, "I see no problem with a wolf and a coyote being friends, I was just saying that because unfortunately not all wolves think the same as I" he shrugged.

"An island?" he wondered, never really being a fan of salt water, he wanted to tell her that no matter how far she went and how much she isolated herself it would not change the irrational animosity between the two species, but he refrained of doing so since she seemed determined to do it anyway.