Firefly Glen Do, or do not. There is no try.

@Eleuthera sorry for the wait here, I've been sick with flu.  :'(

An unfamiliar voice called out to him, and Sundance pricked a silver ear in the direction of a young she-wolf. His pale eyes studied her from a distance, curious though naturally wary of strangers.

"Hi," the boy called back, his greeting a little sheepish as he made a few tentative steps through the snow toward her in effort to close some of the distance between them. She didn't seem threatening - quite the opposite, actually. Sundance waved his feathered tail shyly as he drew nearer, each corner of his mouth turned upward in a delicate little smile to communicate his harmless he really was.