Hushed Willows fweaky

His starting was met with his favorite reaction: a sense of uncomfort. A sensation of happiness radiated through his being as he sensed this and despite it all, he did not allow such emotions to break his stoic surface. Instead, he continued to watch on as she circled him, staying seated as his eyes did most of the work in his observation. He wasn’t sure just what to make of this dark-furred wolf-- on he would come to know as his Alpha in the coming months-- but regardless he was curious enough to stick around.

He stood as she laid and cleaned the distance between them until they stood nose-to-nose. In this moment, his eyes locked to hers and his tail tipped gently from side-to-side.

“Banna,” he offered after she spoke, mimicking her lowered tone.