Firefly Glen [PHE] There is hope in the shallow wells of winter, even then

He offered a nod to confirm his name was, in fact, Pepper. Although he did wonder where the wolf got the information. A few years ago, something like that might have mattered, but life was simpler now. 

"Good t' meet ya," he said in reply, returning the dipped muzzle. 

Unless they had already met. Maybe that's why the wolf knew his name. Maybe that's why his face looked familiar. 

Or, he could just be losing it. 

"So ya do this every year?"

He chose to move on.