Hiding places

Though he should have grown out of it by now Iroh still waddled when he walked, likely it was from his barrel like form. One day he would grow out of it once his muscles really developed, but for now he was quite the round pup. His dark paws pulled him forward, and he would have continued if the sight of another wolf wasn’t caught from the corner of his blue and lavender eyes. Iroh shifted to look towards the stranger.

This pup was a bit younger than himself, though would still pass for an adequate playmate. Zagan didn’t play with him very often, so maybe he had found a nice alternative. Iroh made up his mind quickly, and turned his barrel form towards this pup. He let a soft grin play on his friendly features as he tried to close the distance between them Maybe he would want to go explore too?

”Hai,” Iroh offered when he was close enough. ”Who’re you?” His voice was friendly, with a hint of playfulness remaining behind.