Frustration tugged at me like an irritating pup who didn't know when enough was enough. Quixote was lucky to have Paisley, and while I had made the rounds of the Malodian wilds I had largely failed at meeting other wolves- males predominately. I could sink into the snow and fill the hole I leave with all the other males I know. Roman. Seamus is a sweet old codger, but he hardly counts between his age and status. Only the intimidatingly large Lucifer and the… admittedly dreamy Roman.

I had never been on a date before, I was told this would be a great way to meet other wolves with the added benefit of no romantic commitment! This sounded like just the thing I needed, but I found myself nervous as I trudged through the light, fresh powder on this beautiful morning. I couldn't help feeling like this might be a mistake, but I quickly pushed the feeling away when two figures appeared over the next hill.

I trotted up to the pair wearing a gleeful smile. Hello! Dawnlust? There were two there, neither of which I recognized, but both very pretty. I choose to direct my greeting to the silver wolf with the handsomely purple eyes, while casting a friendly smile to the strikingly-similar-looking girl to myself. I'm Coquette, here for the… date? I give a nervous chuckle, unsure what comes next in this sort of affair. It's nice to meet you both. I ah- I've never done this sort of thing before. What exactly are we supposed to do? I take a gentle seat with the other two in an attempt to settle myself down.