Moonsong Glacier do you know just how much you're worth?

Fallen Sun's head tilted and his legs stopped before he could get too far. Another new wolf, with a strange wrapping around a leg of her own. A pretty she-wolf, yes, but none could match his Wind Flower, if he ever found her again. Was this Silver Shadow's leader? She carried an air of authority on her pelt and smelt of pack-wolf. 

The soft-spoken stranger dipped his head, and exhaled sharply. Her words? Maybe he could give them back to her, as well. hreeh you. His tongue wanted to say I greet you, too. Did that sound too hard, he wondered? Words were difficult to get right.