Wapun Meadow you can only blame your problems on the world for so long

Valdemar tends to have that effect on people; he used to question whether their jaw was stuck permanently agape like that—or when he’s feeling frisky it was easy to lay upon the flirty mood. Alas, he takes it in stride here. These uncharted Wilds soon to be a permanent residence.
Much to his surprise, instead of blurting out an excuse the duo could laugh about the coywolf agrees to his proposal. An eyebrow arches.
I was jokin’, he chuckles, but he feels like this guy might be too, and Valdemar just ended up wrapped around his pinkie. Could though if ya really need. Looks about as annoyin’ as flies on a summer day. Or a case of fleas, but Valdemar would rather avoid that subject.