Iktome Plains cut the bullshit, get off my mullet

The young wolf laughed heartily, and Viinturuth joined in. After the anxiety and loneliness that'd plagued him since his departure from Swiftcurrent all those months ago, it was nice to bask in the moment - to breathe again.

"I'm Viinturuth," he returned Tristan's greeting with a smile, his dark eyes glimmering with intrigue as he shared plans of a fresh start. This was all too appealing for the pale yearling, who was tired of merely surviving on his own. What he yearned for was stability, and although he barely knew this aspiring leader, the possibility of finding that with Margaritaville was enough to tempt him. 

The boy beamed, his tail lashing. "Well I guess that must be true," he agreed, "'cause your duo literally just became a trio. I'm in!"