Emberwood Fixing a hole

Lennon trotted best he could with his disabled leg closer to the girl,  though kept a cautious amount of space between them. He didn’t want to keep her too on-guard, though completely understood why. His torn thigh proved the consequences of not staying on high alert. Her eyes were striking, standing out even more among the jade coniferous trees speckling the forest. For a moment he felt lost in her gaze before returning to reality. ”I’m Lennon, and you?” He sent her a charming smile, eyes glinting with magnetism. Something about the stranger was so unique, it reminded him of his first encounter with Alarian and how he’d fallen from the sky. 

”You a wanderer, yourself?” He hoped he wasn’t badgering too much. Her lack of pack scent was just evident, and his mind raced to another inquiry, and before he could wait his mouth uttered it without hesitation. His tail swayed slowly side to side, indicating his pleasure in getting to know the she-wolf. It was always exciting to make new acquaintances- especially ones that don’t rip your thigh out.