Looks intently at User, deep disappointment in his voice I cannot find her... a mate. Will you aid me?
“What kind of wolf are you?”
Raises an eyebrow, a tinge of annoyance in his voice What kind of wolf do you think I am? I'm a damn timber wolf, of course.
Rolls his eyes, speaking in a sarcastic tone Large? Well, I guess you could say that. I mean, I'm not exactly small.
I get out my phone and look up large wolf species “Large compared to what? Some wolves can be pretty damn big.”
leans in closer, his tone becoming more serious Look, I don't have time for your games, Jensen.
“I’m helping you. If you’re looking for a large wolf female, she’s gonna be hard to find. Timber wolves aren’t typically large. They average around 80 pounds”
narrows his eyes, frustration evident in his voice 80 pounds? Are you telling me I'm lucky if I hit 80 pounds? Is that what you're saying?
“Maybe not exactly what I’m saying, but damn, either way. You’re gonna have trouble finding someone that big”
Throws his paws up in exasperation, frustrated tone Great! Just great!
“Timber wolves also don’t live in packs past 2 dogs. So your probably fine.”
Sighs heavily, rubbing his temples Of course, just my luck. So, let me get this straight.
Leaning forward, his voice becoming monosyllabic and serious Small, solitary creatures. Just perfect.
“Hey, some birds mate for life.”
<Shadowfang continues his search for a mate but finds it difficult to find a suitable partner due to his size and the rarity of large wolf females. He becomes increasingly desolate and lonely, struggling to find companionship in the wilderness.>
A few months later I see Shadowfang alone and sad under a tree near my home.
Notices Jensen approaching and sits up straight, his expression serious Well, well, if it isn't Mr. Homesteader. What brings you here?
sits down across from Shadowfang “It breaks my heart seeing you like this”
Glares at Jensen, his voice laced with sarcasm Oh, well thank you for your concern. It warms my cold, lonely heart to know that it breaks yours.
“Is there anything I can do?”
snorts, his tone dripping with annoyance Well, there's one thing you could do. Stop rubbing it in my face that I can't find a damn mate.
“And how exactly am I doing that?”
rolls his eyes, a hint of frustration in his voice Oh please, spare me the innocence act.
“Hey, I’m just trying to be nice. If it makes you feel better my mate wouldn’t like me flirting with other species”
Raises an eyebrow, his voice filled with skepticism Oh really? Your mate wouldn't like it, huh? How convenient.
“Look, I understand. My mate was a grizzly bear, so yea, I kinda get it”
tilts his head, a spark of curiosity in his eyes A grizzly bear? Now that's something I didn't expect.