Big Salmon Lake voice-bearer

After minutes ticked by of searching and scanning, there was finally movement. A pale wheat colored wolf skipping her way! Instantly, without realizing it, her tail was practically spinning behind her. Then the ground stretched, eaten up by her paws. 

She didn't pause to think of how he might behave when they got close. In their signing, he had seemed so friendly. So why wouldn't he be now? He was a male, she noted. Older than herself, but with still an edge of youthfulness to him, if she had to guess right.

Hardly slowing down, she circled him openly, loosely. Letting one cold nose press to another. "Oh, well hello!" The warmth radiating off of him fueled her own. She didn't give thought of where he might have come from. Not yet. Her cheeks warmed, golden eyes averting slightly. "Gosh, thank you. I never really thought much of it. You are too! Your eyes...they're beautiful!"