Hopefully, this is home

Deteste eyed the girl's stiff body language carefully, changing his own to be much slower and emanate stillness. Slowly lowering his rump to the sod he sat and allowed the girl to relax. When a smile was offered he widened his own and panted slightly to make himself more personable to the girl. It's lovely to meet you, dear De. My name is Rina Sabaid. The words were formal yet sweetly spoken. Deteste could see that the wolf before him was a kind character and he knew that she would easily fit in to the Ludicael.



The feeling is mutual, Rina. he spoke, timbre welcoming. He remained quite for a moment as he pondered what to say first about the Ludicael and as he parted his jowls to speak again he held back at the maiden's vocal stomach. She was slightly underweight. Perhaps she had traveled long, just as he had, to find a home. He sincerely hoped that she would be content with the mangrove. She would surely make many friends regarding her polite disposition. Ah, he finally spoke, laughing with his eyes, would you like to find some game with me? Though winter was here the mangrove was warmer than other country. For now that warmth attracted sufficient game to feed all the members of the Ludicael.