Whitebark Stream into the fray

The greeting was returned to him. This pleased the young puppy considerably, warming him to this new wolf.
 
’My name is Surya.’
 
This was the first time that the young puppy had heard an introduction of only one name. He looked up at the wolf called Surya with intense blue eyes, turning his head to the side once to show this confusion. The young Draconid lacked many of the words needed to inquire about such a thing. He reached up with his paws, wobbling on his thick hind legs.
 
“One name?” the boy inquired. Knowing that it was rude to ignore the question of the other, the large pup lowered his paws and made a better presentation of himself. “Kiyoshi Draconid,” was his answer, and he did so with a firm nod of his large head. The more that he had gotten to say his name, the better he had gotten at it.