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The gold male huffed a great breath of frosty air, and watching the cloud that had just come from his lungs dissipate made Petbe decide he had enough of this biting frost, he was getting off of the mountain. There wasn't much to do anyway, and his territory did extend to the base of things, didn't it? The young and incapbable Beta wasn't certain. He tipped his ears back. Rank thrust on him by his father, but he didn't want to be here, or guard their lands. Guard things from what? No wolf in his right mind would try to climb an ice-capped mountain to see if anyone of his species lived there.

With an uncharacteristic growl, young Petbe got to his feet and started downward. Wrapped in his own thoughts, it wasn't long before the snowcap seemed to begin melting and leaves were beneath gold furred paws. Beautiful. Green shoots were even just starting on the trees and ground. Petbe curled his maw into an excited lupine grin, and bound the whole rest of the way down. To run felt so incredible, lean muscles fed by an unexplainable need to be constantly on the move stretched from their usual cold state and he picked up speed, careening through underbrush and between trees.

Before Petbe knew it, he was well past the borders of what he now knew to be home, flying at top speed into unknown territories, a kicked up trail of long dead leaves heralding his departure onward.

The rush of air across his face. Warm wind breezing across the thawed ground. Yellow paws streaking across the ground. Petbe was free. No one could take him back to his new duties! He could be a runaway, flee forever. At least until his father realized he couldn't do it, there was no way he could be more than a big puppy.

The lean wolf became more determined with every whirring step of his paw that nothing would ever stop this great escape, that was, until a moss covered rock streaked away just in front of him. Eyes wide, Petbe's stride faltered as his forepaws scrambled to avoid impact with the little moving thing, which he recognized at the last second to be a miniscule wolf.

It took a bit of acrobatics, but he did manage to avoid a crash. The downside was that Petbe ended up tumbling toe over nose with the arc of his neck and chest being the safe zone where the little pup was tucked for his tumble.

As the flat of nose met ground roughly, the golden wolf let out a pained yelp and flopped over on his side to stop the roll, falling harshly with a thump onto his ribcage. Muzzle wrinkled up in pain, but the good natured lupine managed to shake it off rather quickly to make sure his new... aquaintance was alright. Without bothering to lift himself off the ground, Petbe looked over his shoulder to take a glance at the moving stone and make sure he hadn't caused the pup any harm.

The ground was hazy. Grace of green eyes over paws revealed the yellow wolf to be mostly in one piece, though he may well have knocked himself out if the impact had been any harder. So much for running to freedom. Still not quite together. Ears swished and the ground tilted and moved as muzzle changed direction. Muffled words.

A moving rock, and it touched him. Petbe stared at the thing for a moment, his senses slowly coming back to him. Smell of a puppy. Oh!

Gasping, the slightly undersized adult scrambled to his paws, all of them attempting to go in different directions. He could have killed this little one! Maybe. Petbe wasn't certain, really, was he? Gold head shook roughly, fluffy mane of thick fur from his cold home waving dramatically. Finally, he was alright, and replayed the muffled words in his mind.

"Ohmygosh!" Not a moment's pause between words, but that was the speed at which Petbe had always communicated. "I'mfineareyouokay? DidIhityou? Areyouhurt?" A deep breath and the uncertain male tipped his head down and prodded the pup ever so lightly with his muzzle, to make sure she wasn't going to fall apart. That would have been awful!

Of course she was indeed still whole, and Petbe flashed a wolfy grin and swished his tail from side to side quickly as though in affirmation of this fact. "IthoughtIwasgoingtotrounceyouintotheground! Goodthingyou'relittle."

Petbe might as well have forgotten being tripped completely, he was so intrigued by the little puppy falling right over. He wrinkled his nose at the lick to it and grinned, his own tail starting to whap quickly back and forth against the ground. It wasn't long before the hyperactive male was on his feet again with his face close to little Oak, shoulders down, rump high in the air and tail wagging back and forth. His forelegs came to rest near her and on either side, the picture of an oversized puppy play bow. The gold wolf would never outgrow his energy, or so it seemed.

"I'm Petbe!" He announced with a bit of a flourish, muzzle dipping low to the ground, words slowing down just enough of an iota for the differentiation between the first word and his name. "Itsgoodtomeetyou Oak! What'reyoudoingaroundhere?" Chin against the ground, head accentuating the invitation for play with a little wiggle back and forth. Apparently the yellow male wasn't the type to be uncomfortable close to strangers, at least not ones that might get a little riled up with him and let loose some energy! After all, lean Petbe was very much a runner, and it showed in his lean and long muscled form.

With a whuff and a smile, the yellow ball of energy spun 'round his own tail and leaped away from Oak, tail wagging madly. Asking him where he'd come from might have to wait, he was too wound up to think of much else besides spending some of his energy! He had been running and hadn't gotten tired, and here was a new playmate, so why not?