Whitebark Stream Don't drag me along to your slaughterhouse.

Daylily offered her name in both your last posts, if you wanna edit the latest one?  :P

He was warmed by her acceptance, and charmed by the awkwardness that followed. Artyom grinned for her, amused but sympathetic, and politely dipped his muzzle. "You may eat when you wish to," was his answer, and waved his tail again in quiet encouragement.

"Have you been with Whitebark long?" Artyom settled then, lowering his haunches to the ground as a golden ear pricked forward, keen to know more of his new packmate.