Broken Boulder a little reflection

It was hard to forget the stranger - who was no longer really a stranger as they had introduced themselves to be Milton - with his lively sounds and looks. His head lifted as icy blue eyes took in the feral.

Remember. He spoke as his accent laced the words. Loud he had wanted to say but thought better than that. What need? Ulf was not used to being sought out for company so naturally he assumed that the hot pink-eyed Milton needed something from him. While the wolfdog had not been keen on doing much today, he figured it might look better for him to help out the newcomer.