Ouroboros Spine yellow

He was not surprised to run into another, though this wolf was far smaller than the one he'd hoped to find. He was startled by her stature, in fact, and gazed blankly at her for a moment before he adopted a winsome smile.

"Hello," he replied, setting aside his burden in favor of conversing with the woman. "My name is White Elk. I hope I am not intruding on your day?"

He felt sure he was not — for the woman had approached him! — but it was polite to offer an easy out to company. White Elk was nothing if he was not polite.