Whitefish River hey, it's a (pizza) party and you're invited

He huffs, amused. "Please - a pretty girl stomping me into the dirt is all I need outta life!" How he managed to say that before being cut off was beyond anyone. In a whirl with gray fur in his vision, he growls playfully as the girl pounces. Finally!

He was starting to think everyone in this pack had a stick up their arse except Hiero. It did the heart good to see that they were willing to tussle with a newcomer. Ah... he could almost cry. Dorian's paws raised to catch the girl, gripping her shoulders in an awkward dance.

He laughs, couldn't help it, as he awaits her next move.