Totoka River pressure wouldn’t squash me and fire couldn’t burn

the pale wolf smiled slightly, bemused but delighted to find that the man's first assumption was that she lacked a name. there was no end to the unique ways others took her silence, no shortage of diversity in their reactions. thankfully, he seemed to catch on to the truth quite quickly after that.

kona gave a simple nod, bored of this particular line of interaction now that the novelty had begun to wear off. she whirled around with a glance and a woof over her shoulder, trotting a few steps forward in a clear gesture of invitation. perhaps he would hunt with her now that he had figured out the situation.