the beauty and the beast

The older wolf greeted him warmly, and Valtýr was completely won over for the second time. He giggled as he stood on his unsteady hind legs, dancing to try and lick the granite colored wolf's chin... but all he tasted was air. It did not dussuay him, however, and he pranced expectantly... maybe he was here to bring them more food?!? In his peripheral, Maera approached with caution. Oh right... she hadn't met Galileo yet. Val hoo? she asked her older brother with a look of suspeicious tonwards the stranger.

"Mae, is Gali!" he explained, gesturing to the massive adult. Valtýr then looked towards Galileo. "Maes ma sis!" he announced with pride "she bwave!" The eldest Sveijarn had no problem bagging about his little sister's prowess. "You wanna restl?" he asked the man as he leaned upon one of Galileo's trunk-like forelegs.