Barrow Fields D.A.R.E

The 'crunch' of grass beneath another's paws drew Kekoa's attention from the.. 'heartfelt' connection he had found. Returning to a stand he looked towards where he assumed the sound hand came from.

Spotting black fur behind the veil of tall greenery he blinked. Before he had made up his mind, his paws had begun to move towards her. Rarely impulsive, the action felt odd - yet he couldn't seem to find a reason to halt.

Initially letting out an unintelligible bark that nearly made the young wolf it came from jump, he spoke. "You're not a bear, are you?"

What a stupid thing to say, he thought. They weren't nearly as big as a bear. Never before had he spoke without thinking - this newfound confidence was difficult to manage.