Dawnlark Plains Meat-Cute

"Kaaya. Kaaya Ayad." She dipped her head in greeting. "Your name is beautiful. It suits you well, bright eyes."
 The wolf — no, Leto was gorgeous, just like her name. Kaaya glanced over her shoulder, watching the drizzle of snow droplets land onto the edge of their pelts. Sure, the trees offered shelter, but there wasn’t much else they could do.

 She stood up, outstretching her hind legs. 
"I’d hate to trample on your fun." She began. "But my journey is far from over. If you wish to chat for longer, why not join me until we reach the end of the forest?"