Broken Boulder may i first just say i'm sorry

His ears pushed down against his crown at the sudden nosing and preening that greeted him. He did not mind but it had undoubtedly caught the wolfdog off guard some. Ulf allowed his form to lower ever so slightly as he accepted the actions of Alarian.

After a few moments of silence, he spoke gently. "Why no sleep?" He was not purposely intending to disrupt the firm affection he was in the process of receiving but he was curious why the gold-kissed wolf was not dozing off like (he assumed) the rest of them were. Was something wrong or was this part of the wolf's schedule?