Moonsong Glacier I've carried this pre-conceived, false belief

Upon hearing Simbelmyne’s name, a look of excitement and shock spread on Hototo’s face. “Simbelmyne. Sim-bel-myne. Simbelmyne!” He muttered to himself over and over again. “That is the prettiest gosh-darn name I’ve ever heard of!” He said to her. 

Remembering that she had asked for his name, he replied, “My apologies, the name’s Hototo! Now Miss Simbelmyne, can I ask you something? See, I just came into this pack just a couple of days ago. I followed your scent for quite a while, and now have gotten myself lost. Do you know your way around these parts? Could you walk with me back to my den? Of course, I’ll help you finish your pelt making if you want.” Was he being too straight forward? He thought he was better at courting wolves than this.