Arrow Lake Follow Your Heart Little Child of The West Wind

Sandy offered him a smile and a dip of his muzzle. Glad to hear it.

Sandy was a loving kind of wolf. Had been for a long time. Put up with more than he should have, evident by the scar on his muzzle. From his sister's mate. He hadn't wished to cause her any sadness.

Sandy nodded. I'd be glad too, and I will introduce my brother to you as well if you so wish it.

Sandy shifted and lifted a downy head to study his friend. Do you have family or friends nearby?

He found he was curious about the wolf in front of him with dark fur, and sad eyes. He wondered about his missing limb, only briefly before he moved onto more important topics like family and friends.