Silver Moraine like a wild fox

The other creature whipped about at his yap, and he recoiled when he saw her face. It was a face unlike anything he had ever seen — and what was worse, she was battle-scarred and missing a lip. Lucius stared at her, then she loosed her own bark and bowed, inviting him closer with play.

His heart began to thud against his chest, and he swallowed nervously, taking a hesitant step closer. "H-hello," he greeted her nervously, his tail wagging slightly, held close to his body. "Are you... a wolf?" He didn't dare move closer, not yet.