You sat in front of the steps of a party you had formally been invited to, not that you wanted to be there anyways. I mean, you were the governor, after all!

As you sat down, you felt somebody else sit next to you on the steps. A wolf with orange eyes and a smile.

“Well, hey there. What’re you doin’ here all alone? You know there’s a party, right?”

He asked with a charming smile, trying to cheer you up. Who was he?