Silvertip Mountain Light of a clear blue morning

Sure!

It was a good feeling to have Adeline's undivided attention. Day always felt like a different wolf when she looked at him like he was cool or something. Day had never been cool before. Wasn't used to being heard and listened to the way Adeline always did. Really, he hadn't had so constant a friend as Addie since leaving his birth pack. Maybe it was okay, maybe it was natural that he should be so fond of her.

Maybe it was alright.

Day let himself believe it as she bumped her nose to his shoulder and the warm, familiar swooping sensation assulted his chest once more. He felt it all the way to the tips of his ears and the pads of his paws, even with the ice against them.

"Yeah, let's to that," he agreed, having not really heard her suggestion.

He would follow her off a cliff if she let him.