[In the playful manner of wolves and canines, while You talks to her, Ammy tosses her gloved hand between teeth. There's no pressure; it's nothing but teasing, a need for nearness, hand-holding without a hand, and it's sure to be easy to see and feel she means no threat or harm.
Summers aren't too bad. She sheds this thick coat, for the most part, but it's absolutely true that winters are more bearable. She probably copes with summer better than the average wolf, however, having such a connection to the sun. Winters don't get to her; spring is her favorite; all seasons are necessary and wonderful in their own way.
She keeps slushing through the snow along side her, if, presently, for no other reason than to listen to her talk and provide her with a little company. But her muzzle, ears, and gaze keep turning out to the distance to listen out for the others, someone who may need her with more urgency. She has the disposition of someone, or a being, too distracted to be wholly enjoying themselves, as if she can't put work or obligations out of mind. This could be mistaken for the intensity of a wolf, though. Those ears can hear ten miles out, so who knows what sounds she's picking up while they walk.]
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Summers aren't too bad. She sheds this thick coat, for the most part, but it's absolutely true that winters are more bearable. She probably copes with summer better than the average wolf, however, having such a connection to the sun. Winters don't get to her; spring is her favorite; all seasons are necessary and wonderful in their own way.
She keeps slushing through the snow along side her, if, presently, for no other reason than to listen to her talk and provide her with a little company. But her muzzle, ears, and gaze keep turning out to the distance to listen out for the others, someone who may need her with more urgency. She has the disposition of someone, or a being, too distracted to be wholly enjoying themselves, as if she can't put work or obligations out of mind. This could be mistaken for the intensity of a wolf, though. Those ears can hear ten miles out, so who knows what sounds she's picking up while they walk.]