Moonspear Madness fills my heart and soul

His mouth clamped shut with a soft click when Meerkat announced that she'd already found what she was looking for. He listened, though, but tilted back on his hips a bit in surprise when she spoke a name he hadn't considered. "Atlas?" He parroted. Well- he had dark fur, yellow eyes, was obviously a good hunter, and he- "He likes snow?!" Because that was obviously the first hurdle to get through. He chuffed softly, having surprised himself with the fact that that was the first question he had for his sister, about her first crush. 

He was a year older- which, in the grand scheme of things...Wasn't a big difference, but Meerkat was young yet- and Atlas, like him, was a young adult; he would have preferred if she'd first developed a crush on someone who was closer to her in age, until she was an adult. But that hadn't stopped him from flirting with older wolves- like Chanel and Maia- when he'd been Meerkat's age. He sighed softly. This was tough; but he'd wade in, and see how cool the waters really were. "Well, what else do you like about him?" He asked.