Broken Boulder Where in the world do I belong?

Steele noticed that Milton had a higher pitched voice, and that was fine as he was accepting of all wolves. He gave a slight smile to the brown wolf and then said “I have lived here for a bit, longer than you and shorter than some others here.” Steele flicked his ears as he listened close to Milton, he was whispering. ”you seem very well mannered, what’s your story Milton?” Steele asked in curiousity of where Milton had come from to be such a pleasant man.

Most wolves were either too overwhelming or too mean and Steele had met most of the both of them in his lifetime thus far, but Milton was pleasant, not too overwhelming and not too mean. It really gave Steele a bit to think about when he thought about where this fella was from.