Lost Creek Hollow Lights are gonna blind me

He was calm in the face of her fluster, and just blinked warmly at her. It didn't seem embarrassing or odd that she'd run into her; he was a wolf surprisingly comfortable with contact. He didn't know her yet, and didn't want to keep her since she seemed distracted. But it seemed a good time to at least introduce himself.

I'm Gannet, he said, hoping he could at least get a name in return before she darted off for good. She seemed fairly keen on getting away at least. That was the second time she'd lightly bumped him in the process.