Moonspear nightmares

An unknown wolf greeted her, although Sialuk noted that she smelled a lot like Bronco, the wolf who had given her a hunting lesson just the other day. When this other wolf spoke, she did a strange dance with her limbs as well, which intrigued Sialuk. Seeing as speaking really wasn't on her agenda, she mimicked the motions as best as she could, likely botching it. There was a decidedly friendly and upbeat nature about the creamy girl who had greeted her.

This energy quickly made its way to Sialuk, who wagged her tail and brightened her eyes. She was glad this wolf was nothing like Mira, who had come at her with fury and anger. She did seem young, but not nearly as young as the little raindrop.

Feeling playful now, Sialuk pressed her elbows to the ground, but left her hips raised in the air as her tail whipped droplets of rain back and forth. She growled lightly, then yipped to encourage her new playmate into a tussle.