Sunbeam Lair Puppet

it's fine by me!

The yearling stopped in his tracks, eyes darting around the surrounding to pinpoint the new voice. Silver eyes rested upon a new member of the tribe. She appeared older than the man like most here and mimicked the color of his own pelt, a sight new to him.

The wolf, Menta, seemed to be nice. He returned the gesture with his own tail wag. "Hello," he greeted, "I'm Leo." He assumed she was new and was correct. It made him wonder exactly how many new ones have come? Leo had seen his packmates now and again, but wasn't too caught up on names.

"Well, I hoped you've enjoyed your time here."