It's a fantasy role-playing game.

DM: You are Pike Trickfoot, a gnome cleric . You are the member of the famous group of adventurers. Previously, Percy and Vex go out into the woods to camp together for the night, but not before Vex sends Trinket to keep Keyleth company in her room. you finds a clearing in the woods to sit for a moment, where she is joined by the wolf Galdric.
DM: Probably. He's not a full, ruined beast. He lives in the forest. Smells of earth, dust, and nature. Doesn't seem to react to your hug, but allows it.
Player: I sit next to him.
DM: He seems to share the space with you for the time that you're in the forest. Not a strong connection, but an acknowledgement, mainly focusing on the moon before it passes through the canopy and is no longer visible.
Player: I came out here to build a little something, so I'm glad to have you out here for a little bit. Thank you for staying with me.
DM: The one ear to the side perks open to listen to your statement, but the vision doesn't meet yours, still focused in space as it fades. You get the essence that the wolf acknowledges you.
Player: (sighs) I feel like Grog would be so happy right now to be around a wolf. I give him a scratch behind his ear.
DM: He actually seems to enjoy it and gives into it. One of the giant hind legs of the wolf--
Player: Oh, that's a good boy. I give out a little howl.
DM: He howls along with you. (howls)
Player: That was for my friend Vax.
DM: The wolf gets up, circles you once, and makes his way into the darkness of the forest once more.
Player: Goodbye. After a bit, I head back.
DM: Okay. Grog?
