Sleepy Fox Hollow Verbindung

Little did he know, Dusty’s internal wonderings echoed his new friend’s. He was thinking that Emmerich was a very odd child, even if he was only just barely still a child at all. He made Dusty feel even more awkward and wrong-footed than usual, but he did not see this as a failing on either of their parts. Only a fun hurdle to leap!

“I do,” he said at once, and with feeling! Such a strange boy must come from a very strange pack — and beggars couldn’t be choosers, but that was hardly a concern for such an intensely curious creature as Dusty.

When asked, he was eager to fill the other wolf in on his quest, albeit in such a way that he might as well have said nothing at all.

“I’m blooming,” he told the youth, taking on a more earnest and slightly more serious tone. “In the desert where I was born, everyone for days and weeks is one of my kin. I came here to fall in love — but later. Right now — I want to join a pack. This pack.”

He eyed Emmerich intensely.

“Do I howl now?” he asked, and then he took a deep breath in preparation — but the kind that invited Emmerich to stop him.