Haunted Wood you’d think smelling like lemon zest would be pretty neat

Someone answered, though he had yet to see that someone. Hello? He slowly spun in a circle to survey the surroundings. Not a wolf in sight. Maybe they were just as frightened as him. Probably not, but if that were the case he said: Um, it's alright. You can come out.

He spins towards the sound of rustling undergrowth. It's not a savage warrior he expected to see, but a pudgy little pup. Not the kind of wolf he was looking for, but he definitely wasn't complaining. This was the perfect excuse to not train after all.

Awwww. Phillip had never seen a whelp this small before. It was strange, but in a cute sort of way. He smiled and wagged his tail. What are you doing all the way out here?