Duck Lake ava adore

Ah! And her voice. As sweet as honey and as enticing as a melody sung by a siren. His initial thought was to bow directly in front of her and profess his allegiance. However, Halvard, although emotionally drained enough to obsess over a stranger, was no imbecile. He knew such forward acts could cost him his heart, which in no way could he accept. So, instead, the white wolf responded as most would.  "Hello,"  He sent a tilt of the head accompanied by a welcoming smile. 

His eyes landed on her belly, her smell becoming even more intoxicating as he took it in. "Strange to see a pack wolf holding children wandering on her own,"  He pondered for a moment, if the males within her pack were so idiotic to allow such a precious being possessing even more precious cargo to stroll without supervision- well, he must take on such a role himself.  "You aren't worried, dear?"