Surprise!

The storm raged above the spacious den that the two wolves had found themselves sharing. Each of them pressed against opposite sides of the den, and polite conversation has taken hold of their time together. Always the gentle-men Adonis tried to keep the conversation going, but not digging to personal into her life. Instead he asked about abstract things, such as pack life and weather, just trying to keep them comfortable. He was at ease as he listened to her speak, at first agreeing with his earlier statement then her observations about the storm. A chuckle escaped his lips, vibrating deep inside his chest as he spoke. ?Yes, even though the storm was quite the surprise, it is certainly an art of nature.? As he spoke, his head turned to gaze again out into the storm, and he as he watched the lightning illuminate the trees around them he found himself in awe.

As she thanked him, he shook it off with a flick of his ears. ?No thanks is needed, ma?am.? He rumbled with a warm smile. Politely he nodded, as she spoke of her name, he understood what it was like to meet few wolves to share it with, and decided not to press her full name out of her. Her blank look and blank words at hearing of packs was interesting to him, clearly she hadn?t been in the lands long. ?There are several packs in the lands. I haven?t heard much about any of them really, but from what little I have heard I think the pack of the West called Valhalla is where my paws are taking me, ma?am.?