Friend of a Friend

"Graaaampa" he said in the tone children used when their elders were being terribly silly. But there was plenty of giggling as well as he was rattled about the older wolf's back.


When he was told to use his manners, he knew he was supposed to introduce himself to this stranger properly. He had been quite happy to sit up there and watch, but suddenly everyone was interested in him. 


He felt a little shy, but a little brave, too. He hoped down from his grandfather's broad back and trotted over to the wolf who had called herself Avacyn. 


"Hello, I'm Wylan Fatalis, and it's a pleasure to meet you" he said, doing a little bow.