Greatwater Lake the vagrant rover life

This post is sort of lame. Sorry!

Seeing that he'd been caught out, King rose to full height and gazed openly at the creature he'd now come to believe was another wolf. A small, thin, and mangy wolf, but a wolf all the same. He wondered at her circumstances, and how he might assist, and was so intent that he did not, at first, notice the precense of another, or the creature's nervousness about his presence.

But, in observing her, the latter fact soon came to be observed. Guiltily, King let his ears flicker and then fall back, and he lowered himself to her accusation, his own silent speech as clear as hers. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to!

Only then did he catch sight of the red-brown blur of motion - one that he gladly recognized.

"Hey you!" he hailed her, glad to see a familiar face. "I've been wondering when we'd run into each other again!" In his excitement, he failed to realize that a loud, boisterous shout might alarm the dark wolf-creature he'd been observing.