Trimivante

The small male padded his way towards the submerged woods, letting his tounge laul out of his mouth, wiggling it around. The small yearling was in a good mood today, the day giving him a pleasant feel. He turned his cheek at a sudden noise from behind the multi colored male, speeding up a bit of his trotting..

BAM.

He ran right into the rump of another wolf and whined, tumbling towards the ground. Woof groaned and shook his head, glancing over at the wolf who had been victim to his sudden clumsiness.