Greatwater Lake The Perks of being a Lone Wolf

Finn already considered Malcom a friend, he'd gone so long without seeing a friendly wolf that he'd take befriend anything with paws really. He was glad to have found him, now chatting with him would be save him from his boredom. "Exactly" he agreed while bobbing his head slightly. Then following Mal's example he also took a seat. Thin threads of water sliding off his shoulders.

Fireblaze interruption also caught the silver boy off guard. He rose to his paws quickly his tail lashing with annoyance and his lip curled to reveal his set of razor sharp canines. He jerked his head sideways and gave a scoff to his companion, "I am, I don't know this girl" he answered brusquely, narrowing his eyes at her. For once he wasn't as happy to see a female approach.

He was even more confused when she spoke, saying things that in Finn's mind didn't make sense, "I don't know what she's saying dude" he answered as he shrugged his shoulders and them shot a questioning glare at the female, "You need something?"