Haunted Wood before then, mhm

The monochromatic wolf has been lying about the grotto when his ears shift due to the sound of a noisy little pup complaining about the local wildlife. Getting up he saunters over the corner of a rock just enough to see him. Calling in Spanish up to a bird in a tree for it to shut up. His express is laughable as he shakes his head at the little rugrat comically.

Santi’s paws force him onward and he now stands over the grey pup. Looking down upon him he chuckles. “Bird annoying you, pequeño?”