Shadewood it's all done but the deed

Sparring with a stranger seconds after encountering them may have been out of the ordinary for some but after being on his own for so long, Haiku felt nostalgic for connection. She introduced herself as Wren and he wouldn’t forget her name since she was the first wolf he would meet with wandering in the Wilds. ”Haiku from the Gros Morne.” He returned with his own introduction, his roguish grin still on his muzzle and a sparkle in his tangerine gaze. Wren most likely wouldn’t know where that was since it was a faraway place from the Wilds but he always proudly stated where he originated from.
 
Wren gave him the green to go first. Giving a few lashing wags of his wispy tail behind him, he did a couple of stretches of his hind legs and his paws dragged along the ground as if he was preparing for a full launching start at her. ”If you say so.” The Thawdrift said before dashing in a break toward her. He would attempt to snag her by the scruff first, careful to not sink his teeth in too much but to attempt to gain the upper paw from the get-go.