Neverwinter Forest it's about progress

Yeah, no prob! Half the problem with wolves it's like WAIT WHERE DID THE OTHER LIMBS GO, haha

Down they went, Mal did let go and started to turn away until Zeph pretty much crawled on top of him, briefly grabbing his ear and keeping one of his forelegs pinned at kind of an awkward angle. He was trying to wriggle and pull that free when he was interrupted by the unexpected (to Mal at least) lick to his muzzle. His ears tried to prick forward a bit, if they weren't mashed into the snow.

The one main problem was the fact that Zephyr was pretty much smothering him under second hand heat scent, which had started up a nice little argument in his brain about how he should go bang someone versus Zephyr being pretty damn young if not the wolf equivalent of jailbait, not to mention maybe a bad idea to cross those lines with relatively new members -- the whole thing was just entirely one bad idea, let's just stop the whole thing right there. Okay, maybe not so much brain vs brain as much as brain vs body, and Mal was still within the age span where the brain didn't always win.

But still, his own tail wagged. He tipped his head forward to try and nip at Zeph before shoving with the trapped leg to try to free himself. Not that he had much of an idea what he was doing from there, but just from his current position he'd be slower to his feet, but if Zeph just rolled aside, a mouthy bear hug might be a good idea on Mal's part.