Wapun Meadow road shimmer wigglin' the vision

a stronger yes had never come, which deepened ancelin's pleasure. "do you have a name?" he asked of the creature, considering for a moment how nice it might be to have a minion of sorts, someone eternally loyal to whatever he and ameline were going to build.
"come," the young wolf said, issuing another order as his long legs set a pace back toward the the valley for them. what would his mate make of them, ancelin wondered.