Blacktail Deer Plateau wild country

I've decided Junior should develop a crush on Dante so that I can giggle about the fact that both my characters, a father and a daughter, secretly have feelings for him. BWAHAHA!

A silver wolf stepped from the brush, his fur glowing in the moonlight and his colorless eyes themselves looking like small celestial orbs floating in the darkness. Although Osprey Jr. recognized him a moment later, this first impression—the large, powerful and lustrous predator revealing himself in the gloom—sort of took the youngster's breath away.

"Dante," she said when his pale, handsome features registered as familiar. She stared at him. She didn't have a name for the strange feeling engendered by his majestic appearance, though it seemed to have glued her tongue to the roof of her mouth. "Hi." Junior paused, blinking hard as his words finally sank into her brain. "I was attacked by some evil birds." Her lips twitched up at the corners, feeling suddenly flattered by the nickname and his remembrance of her trade, not to mention his concern.

"Why're you up so late?" she questioned him in the next breath, feeling her heart flutter strangely in her chest.