Moonsong Glacier do you know just how much you're worth?

Fallen Sun knew more of the language of others than he could repeat. He knew many words, or at least through time spent with other wolves - could guess fairly accurately if the statement wasn't highly specific or in its own right complicated. The brown one from the land beyond Red Sand had given him tree and bee, among others. 

But this new gesture was odd, even for a wolf who couldn't talk. He tilted his head at it, puzzled. Silver Shadow was an odd wolf, perhaps, but he didn't feel as if he'd be harmed, so he didn't take it with a sense of urgency. 

He followed the man almost like a determined pup, excitement in his paws and stepping lightly over the ground. Quiet as his namesake - until he was presented with dinner. 

A wolf who was worth his pelt never turned down a free meal. 

He figured that was something his da would've said, if he spoke.