Colour blast!

Distant pawsteps alerted Sileas to the presence of another. From where her sat the male tunrned in to direction of the sound, muffled by the soft petal-covered floor. Another wolf was approaching, seeming just as enamoured by the flowers as he himself was. The male was a mixture of silvers, white and blacks and two bright blue eyes were gazing around at the pink flowers. Sileas looked away. The young male would likely notice him quite soon and he didn't want to be caught staring rudely. He supposed he could make an introduction of his own, but as soon as the male had the thought, he heard the male speak.

"Eti tsvety dolzhny byt' v nebe." The foreign speech was rough and unfamiliar to his ears. Another wolf not from these lands? Sileas smile, nodding as the male said in English, "Beautiful"
He hadn't met another foreign wolf in these lands since he had arrived almost half a season ago. The male's rough accent was soothing to Sileas' ears, reminding him of his own mediocre English.

""S e. Uabhasach breadha gu brath. Very beautiful. You are not from these lands?"