Redsand Canyon She said she needs proof

He whispers out a short rumbling laugh and nods in agreement. He likes the way her strikingly silver eyes gaze up to him and the shine of her pelt. Contrasting brightly against the backdrop of the sandy drylands, he finds her more than pleasant to look at.

“If more serious spars or fights, so will I. I’m in a more casual mood today it seems.” He comments with a shrug, beaming a winning smile back at her.

The wag of her own tail only causes him to do the same. “I would love another spar, Praim.” He offers with a playful wink. “Don’t be afraid to call on me anytime. I’m honored to serve you as much as you serve me, dear.” 

Giving the shewolf a respectful tilt of his head he begins padding off agreeing with her last sentence. “Perhaps I will too.”