i can tell that we are gonna be friends

"M-me?" She asked, so startled that she stammered over the words. The pup - yearling, now, had come all this way to see her? She rested on the earthen soil before him. The splash of a fish playing in the lake breaking the silence as she frowned thoughtfully at the boy before her. Her unusually long tail wrapped about her paws demurely. "Why did you want to see me again, Ocean?" She asked, trying to wrap her head around it. Trying to understand why anyone outside of family would seek her out. She was a little nobody, still on the verge of being broken. The pieces she had shoved back together had taken a long time to stick, and even then the crooked jigsaw didnt resemble the wolf she had once been.

The only people that loved her was her family, and those that knew her from before. No one new loved this Motif, this quiet girl who was slow to smile, and slower still to speak out of turn. But perhaps he didnt know this? She looked at the silver bou, as polished as starlight, eyes as bright as the distant suns. He was something knew, someone that didnt see her as broken.