I Got Friends In Low Places

Mystic would sense the happiness that she could hear emanating off of his voice. He seemed very happy to see her, and Mystic was, as well, happy to see him. The sound of the birds echoed throughout her surroundings as she gave the male a small nudge. She would hear his tone that changed quite a bit, and she gave a small chuckle and nodded.

"Yes, my folks and I are still loners. A couple months ago I had a rundown with this wolfess and this male wolf who were planning on making me a slave. Good think they were willing to do a trade or who knows what would have happened. I remember the female was black as midnight and had a sinister outlook about her, and this male who, I think she said was her cousin, had a missing tail, was brown and had somewhat beige colored markings." She sat down upon her haunches and gave a small sigh, looking to the male's paw. "Anyway, how is your paw holding up?"