Nova Peak divinity will stain your fingers and mouth like a pomegranate

Her eyes locked with his when he lifted his head from his meal. She watched him with her usual suspicion as he attempted to lick his muzzle clean. Finally, he spoke a greeting. The malguk was quiet for a minute. Had they been closer to the glacier, she would certainly have some curt words for the silver male, but they were far enough away that she was willing to be less brash than normal. Plus, he hadn't started a fight over his food that she had no interest in, which served to make her a little more receptive to a conversation with a stranger. 

The snowy leader dipped her head. Hi, she offered. Taki studied him a little more after she spoke. He was big--bigger than she was, which was not the case with most wolves she met. His eyes were unusual and intriguing; one was the palest silver she had ever seen while the other was a striking shade of violet. She decided he was handsome, which surprised her. She rarely paid much attention to such things. The maguk moved a little closer and sat down, still ensuring that she wasn't too close to his food. I'm Takiyok. I live on the glacier just east of here, she offered next with a lift of her head towards home.