Blacktail Deer Plateau clothes from the dryer

Dante caught sight of the reddish wolf sitting alone and almost walked by, assuming that she did not want to be bothered right now. She looked particularly at peace in the silence. However, a brief pause changed his mind. One of his largest qualms about her new position in the Plateau was that he had no knowledge of the type of leader she was or even the type of individual. He didn't want to pass up such a golden opportunity to gain a little insight. If he was bothering her she could always tell him.

The large Gamma walked slowly towards her, smiling in a friendly manner. Despite not knowing her he had no reason to not expect the best. He tended to be rather optimistic when it came to first impressions as a rule. "Hey! Nice day, isn't it?" He too was enjoying the feel of the sun on his coat. "So, you are Fox. It's nice to meet you. My name is Dante." He wasn't sure if she had already surmised that or had any clue who he was. It was always polite to do the introductions in any event.