Heron Lake Plateau and sometimes we stray

I try to follow script...
But I fall into your iris like I'm diving in the ocean...

Azmoday attempted to bump against her side gently. It was a gesture of encouragement and praise as she called for anyone to greet them. He was content to spend the time it would take for anyone to arrive with her. As it seems, their welcome party of one had not been too far off. The darker male approached and Azmoday made sure his posture was relaxed. He wasn't out to offend, after all. "Greetings. I'm Azmoday and this is Eurydice." His head tilted in the she-wolf's direction as he introduced her. "Would you be able to tell us about this land and your pack?" His mismatched ears shifted to attention. What answers would there be to receive? 

@Eurydice
@Quixote