Fairspell Meadow I Would Have Written...

Massaraq nodded at the introduction, Boniface. A name that would have been more out of place in Moonglow and yet they were not there and so it was merely that. His head tilted down to his paws at the mention of his injuries, supposing that he had not fully hidden the stiffness in his movements. And his voice held a hint of embarrassment. "Yeah I took a tumble crossing the mountains." His tail wagged softly. "But I can still run if you'd be willing to have a second set of fangs on a hunt?" Two were better than one on the trail and three better than two, but there were two of them so it was to the stranger, now not stranger, that Massaraq asked the question.