take it on faith

To say he was perplexed with the swarthy female was an understatement – it was possibly that Esperanza was the Luna Lovegood of the wolf world, and he was uncertain of how to truly act around her. There was a small moment of awkward silence -- the kind that stretched long enough to make the cinnamon male shift his weight before offering the she-wolf a nod. "Well I hope Swiftcurrent Creek changes that perspective of lfie for you," he offered quietly, a small smile pulling at his kips before he dipped his muzzle in an indication that he would leave her to herself now.

With his conscious feeling clearer now, the regal made his way to the borders, intent to do another sweep.