Lion Head Mesa flower power

Oo! I love meeting new wolves and making new friends! Hey, do you think she'd like a flower for her fur? Haizel's stilts trotted after the strange wolf, his tail bouncing behind him in a wag. Now and again, he'd ask the wolf a question. What was his name, his interests? Did he like playing games? Though the wolf kinda got the feeling the smaller one was not one for it, he definitely had to ask. Surely there was something he liked doing in his free time?