Dragoncrest Cliffs Fruits of Labor

Midge turned towards the sound of the noise with a start, thinking it might have come from a bear or deer of some kind. When her eyes landed on another wolf however, she eased up. A smile crossed her face and she bowed her head respectfully towards the golden figure, noting the authority with which he carried himself. Even so, she couldn’t mask the tremor of excitement that had started in her tail.

“Hello,” she offered, trotting towards him. She hadn’t run into many other wolves since she left home, probably because most pack territories didn’t fall in the path she was taking. This only made her more excited when she did though, especially when they were as handsome as this one.

“Hi, I’m Midge and I’m not from around here,” she said, offering up this info to a complete stranger with all the eagerness of a young pup. “You wouldn’t mind helping me out, would you?”