I can't remember to forget you

The male had went across to an island, the water washing away the rest of the blood on his fur. But the salt water got into his wounds and stung like crazy. It was enough to make him whimper a little, but he shook his fur and smiled, charming as usual. As much as he cared for Akemi, he knew the smaller wolf cared for Hati and Baldur more than anyone. And then there was Freyja, his sister, and he had no idea where she was. He hadn't seen her in forever. There was Weth and Nott, but he had never liked those two. A soft growl rumbled through the air, until Freyr scented a female. Flashing his charming smile, the golden and black male moved closer. His tail wagged slightly, although it mostly drug the ground.

When he finally found the female, he stared at her, and tilted his head slightly. "So, this is the charming female that left the scent?" He glanced at her again, and smiled. "My name is Freyr. May I have the pleasure of having the name of such a pretty lady?"