Splat! [Bog]

Áskell cocked his head to the side as the other boy introduced himself as Bog and just Bog. No surname. It was possible he didn't wan't to share his last name due to some disreputable relatives so Áskell chose not to press the issue. He was interested to learn that Bog had lived in the mangroves all his life. He couldn't help but wonder if the other boy was an orphan to. Bog gracefully picked up his catfish and took off farther into the groves. Áskell swiftly followed behind, taking time to enjoy the view of the forested area as well as the wolf walking in front of him. He quickly looked down at his feet. His cheeks felt hot. What was going on with him?

Áskell leapt to the sandbar with practiced precision. Having grown up next to the volcano he'd gotten good at mountain climbing early in life. He knew how to time his jumps and gauge distance for it had cost him many falls as a pup. "Ok, sounds good." Áskell sat down near the fire, his tail wrapping around his paws. "So, it's just you and… Bug? Doesn't it get lonely out here by yourself?"