Here to make friends

Oh! the wolf that appeared moments after he howled, answering his call was a sleek black and white, the tones rippling across their form in stripes. They reminded him almost but not quite of a white tiger. He wondered if she would fight like one? They sure walked like a stalking one, creeping closer with deliberate steps. His tail picked up behind him, and he grinned warmly at her. His expression instantly opened up, inviting and friendly without a drop of malice.

“Hello Barghest Klein! Klein, eh? My family is friends with Kleins.” He told her warmly, utterly unaware that the Klein family was vast with different factions. He just knew his Grandpa liked them. “I’m Wylan Fatalis… and you can’t have them.” He teased lightly as the other spoke of fancying his wings.


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