Wolf’s Name

Ansel was very sad and he sat on a corner looking like he was growing mushrooms. 

Winona cackled the loudest and went to him, poking him repeatedly with her fingers.

"Hahaha… oi… you lost a battle pet because of your cologne… hahahha.. I told you it's too strong."

As people close to Althea, they naturally could get a custom scent from Althea's lab if they wanted to. Both Winona and Ansel tapped into this right, and they even fought for the first slot. 

Ansel won by rock-paper-scissors and Winona was there to mock the scent he asked for.

Ansel believed in his taste and pointedly ignored her (he couldn't in good conscience mock her scent, because he actually really liked it). 

Althea smiled at their antics, before turning to the white wolf that appeared so gracefully. She extended her hand and the wolf tentatively walked over. At first, it was just her nose touching Althea's finger, until she was allowing her to pat her head.