Iktome Plains you mean like all the cool kids with their leather jackets and their pickles.

A pair of curious eyes popped up out of the grasses for a short moment, and Dash waved his tail invitingly. The crease in the grasses began to cut towards him. Imagine his delight when the lissome creature that emerged happened to be a fresh-faced young lady-- perhaps the most attractive he had ever laid eyes upon.

Her coloring was like a raging inferno burning across a soft, snowy landscape. Fire and ice. Her bright eyes glowed intensely, two hot embers nestled among the surrounding ash and cinders. Dash felt a rather uncomfortable heat prickling down his spine, as if the girl-on-fire was warming him with her presence alone. 

A chipper, feminine voice greeted him energetically. Dash's apple-green eyes danced merrily as his delight soared. Rarely did he meet a wolf whose happy-go-lucky energy seemed to match his own. Her invitation came swiftly, and an easy grin broke out across Dash's features.

"Absolutely. How could anyone turn down an offer like that?" Really, she could have asked him if he wanted to watch the grass grow and he would have agreed. She could have asked him to walk across hot coals, and he would have said yes, he'd love to. Whatever she had in mind, he was the man for the job.