Meadowlark Prairie have you seen the blossoms?

Silent for once, plodded Ikari. 

He was alone, and happy for it. He didn't particularly want to deal with anyone else. He strode forward, tail swishing back and forth against his hocks, when a scent drew his attention. A wolf was heading away from him. Ikari wasn't sure if she had noticed him yet, but there wasn't really a way to be sure. Regardless, Ikari bound forward, massive paws pounding against the earth. Maybe he did want to deal with someone else, if just for a while.

"Yo!" he called out, voice gruff. "Hey! You! Lady! I'm talkin' to ya!"