Swiftcurrent Creek (M) lose ourselves in this and ignore-- that you don't even know my name;;

Ali stilled at the words, then let go of his scruff. He put his muzzle next to the red wolf's ear, and smiled a bit sheepishly.
Sorry. The boy murmured. I can be more gentle.
Then he was a bit embarrassed by his own boldness, removing himself from the other wolf but not backing away. He had already said it, he figured, so he may as well stay for the results.