Horizon Ridge I've Co[M]e to talk with you again

Arric was proud of his name. It was the one thing that was entirely his. It was given to him by wolves that had loved him.  She was so sweet, it was almost painful. Why didn't she have a mate yet or someone to call her own. All kinds of questions, but he quelled them.

He stilled and whispered near her ear. Arric Duandris. It means soul warrior. Then he bowed his head and curled a large fore paw around hers and pulled he closer and tucked her against his side tighter.. 

Then he moved in step. Would you like to learn how I dance on land too?

There was a teasing tilt to his head, laughter in his eyes. But the offer was there, stirring the space between them. He would do his best.