i can tell that we are gonna be friends

The yearling boy would never admit that he had fallen asleep there while he waited for her. Motif was quick in her task, but Océan was so tired. He drifted off without even realizing it, but he was light enough that the sound of pawsteps brought his silver gaze back open. Motif approached and Océan was sure it had only been moments since he watched her disappear into the packlands.

He didn’t get a chance to lift his dark features before the young woman placed the perfect feather behind his ear. The color matched his silvery gaze but held a streak of shimmering blue at the center. He marveled at it from the corner of his eye before beaming up to the long tailed she wolf. His own tail wagged slowly at his hipe, appreciation obvious on his curled form. ”I will never forget our friendship.” He promised with an uncharacteristically confident voice. He smiled too, ”Thank you. I really like it.”