Hoshor Plains a place and a people

It was a source of wonder and amusement to him that these wolves were so like their mistress; neither of them seemed to have much to say to him, though her husband did his best to respond. He felt rather like I think Steve Irwin must sometimes have felt, picking up beautiful animals for educational purposes. There was a deep well of love and respect in his heart for these men — albeit, not the same as what he felt for his family — and so the interaction was fulfilling to him in many ways. But, knowing that they'd rather be doing almost anything else, he felt a little bad for bothering them.

It was time to let these creatures slink back to their natural habitats to live another day.

"I thank you, Arktos," he replied, bowing to the other man with a peculiar twinkle in his eyes. The reminded him of the sea queens he'd known at Blackmouth Bay, when he really thought about it. Perhaps they would have made better company for those women than he had.

"I will leave you in peace," he went on, backing away. "Be well, my friends."