Black Morass Idealism sits prison

She slid easily into their conversation, and so the golden wolf gave a nod of agreement and consent to her company—then realized how foolish that was, as she couldn’t see it. 

Hell yeah, he confirmed in regards to the offered company, and making sure to dredge closer to the spirited girl and be louder on his paws than he usually would be, the Ostrava began to lead the way, breaking the silence every so often with meaningless banter, despite the purpose of their goal—to stalk a herd to feed the pack.