Duck Lake I'm Marching into Anything

Something in his introduction seemed to have inspired a more relaxed nature with the wolf called Soleon. After having offered his name, the other made mention of Journey and how she had spoken of him. The inky yearling was forced to bite the response that had burst through his mind – nothing good I’m sure! – and instead managed a cooing, “oho ho!” A coy little smile settled onto his dark lips. The tall young wolf was delighted by the idea that this fellow already knew his sister. Within a few seconds, he had furthered the elation and joy felt in the wolf of the valley.
 
“Not disappointing at all,” Brave remarked with a toothy expression. There was a glittering light in the yearling’s jade green gaze. “You’ve met Sunny. His son would be very interested in seeing him, if you remember where you last ran into the guy?” he asked. The conversation that he’d shared with Valiant rang through his head like the sound of bells. He couldn’t believe his luck; he doubted Val would believe it either.