The Bracken Woods do you hear the lovely song?

she seemed happy in his arms, and that toothy smile stayed plastered to his face. she talks of rivalry, then, and his brows raise with surprise. not that she didn't seem like a threat, but, well... she didn't seem like a threat. would a wolf feel that she was rival enough to remove from their kingdom? what a surprise. "oh, i wouldn't have expected that! how could anyone even make an enemy of you?" he hums with equal confusion and compliment.