Golden Glade Take Yourself Home

A voice—smooth and soft catches his attention, and turning around on dainty paws Primrose comes face to face with the likes of a man he has never seen. The wolf is tall, noble, regal almost the point where the boy could see him as a king! Instantly, the firebird is intrigued and blinks at him owlishly.

"Yes 'sir," Prim responds as he is regarding a question from his father.

Pouncing up to the man, the pale boy is quick to sniff at the dark brown fur, interested in it's color. Could he be part of the wolves that have recently settled here? The ones his mama was so mad at? Prim blinks and thinks as hard as he can, the tinkering of cloggs in his brain so loud it makes his head hurt. "Who are you?"