Otter Creek I'm a fine-tuned, supersonic, speed machine.

Her playful stance was returned in kind, after the lick to his cheek Siarut nosed her scruff. "I missed you too my friend. It has been to long." With little ways of contacting each other it was usually hit or miss when they next would see one another. A sad note sprung to mind, thinking that this could be the last time they might meet. 

Pushing away the sadness for a little longer he nodded his head, "I have been good. Busy, very busy. But good none-the-less." Sia gave her a sly smirk, "Obviously, I'll always be Mr. Perfect." He chuckled to himself, "And you Speedy? How have you been?" He couldn't find the scent of a pack upon her and wondered if his friend had found a home to call her own.