he comes

The first wolf to arrive was not Anais, but a very, very big blue male who knew his name. The boy let out a gasp, gazing down at the stranger. "You big blue creep! How do you know my name? Where is my mom? If you took her imma... imma hit you real hard!" he called, hugging closer to the trunk of the tree. He was trying to scramble backwards closer to the tree, when he saw Anais. Letting out a happy bark his tail wagged, nearly upsetting his balance and had him toppling over. She said that the blue man, Glacier, was a friend. "But you don't have any friends!" he said, before realizing that it sounded rather rude. A blush ran under his pale cheeks and he bit his lips, golden eyes boring into the woman. "Well, not any that I haven't met. He's all big and blue Anais!" he didn't really know why that was an insult, or a reason to not like someone. But... it was all he had. And he was in a tree.

He glanced down at the big man, but didn't know if he liked it. He was blue so... he didn't like him! Yeah! That's it. So instead of jumping into Glacier's arms he stretched out his front legs, reaching down and stepping on his shoulders. Jumping from there, he slid down the man's back and tumbled towards Anais. "Mommy!" he wailed, feeling a bit wobbly now that he was once more on flat ground. Lebrah pressed himself into her chest, curling her head around her neck. Eying Glacier, he sent a huff his way. "I don't like him... he's blue," as if he hadn't made that very clear. Apparently blue was an issue, even though he had blue on his own body! Apparently this boy was a... colourist?