Iktome Plains the road of trials

anti was entirely enraptured in this man’s following words. his lengthy ears were drawn forward to collect the bits of information that tumbled freely from the stranger’s mouth. all of it seemed so very confusing, until the gold-touched man had mentioned how much women enjoyed the idea that a man could protect her. the sunwalker’s eyes came to life at this statement. the remark had filled the guardian with so much joy that he lowered his torso to the earth in a playful motion and then sprung upward to spin in a nimble circle. the dark tip of his tail flagged behind him. anti could protect! it was his destiny in life to be a watcher and guardian over those around him, and if this was what was appealing to women, it would mean that he would not have to face his life alone. the kindness of this wolf was more than the volgra could stand, but he did what he could to hold his trembling limbs still and to face his companion with warmth in the endless fog of his gaze.
 
zane asked if he was traveling alone, and anti was pulled from his thoughts of fantasy. a furrowing of his brow created a small crease between his eyes. the sunwalker was curious about where his friend had wandered to, finding the though to cause a small murmur of fret within his heart. anti shook his head to answer the man’s question, then he drew his lengthy ears forward and canted his head just slightly to the left as though he were asking the fellow if he was on his own, or if he desired companionship. if anti could manage to swing a new companion for himself and for anu, it would have looked very good for him – the man who could not speak.