Make it stop!

The ghostly white wolf - who, honestly was a startlingly white in a spooky, misty forest, what was he to think? - turned to him, rubbing his eyes. The man offered Ru a smile, even after the younger wolf had screamed at. Even despite whatever had brought those tears to his eyes. That was pretty impressive.

“No, no it’s alright man. I just got a little turned around, you know? I’ve never been in these woods before” he explained. Not wanting Mo to think he was some sissy that jumped at screamed and everything.

He paused, and then stepped closer to the stranger. A wolf after all wasn’t nearly as scary as a ghost. “Did you… want to talk about it, maybe?” he offered.

"speak."| "You"