Tuktu Hinterlands Pretty Lollipop

"Yeah... maybe..." Birk was not so sure about that. He found it weird/unnatural to get in a group of unknown people and care about puppies that shared none of your blood. Work for them, show loyalty, take orders? Nah, at this point in life he enjoyed his freedom and independence. Something very life-changing should happen for him to be inclined to take the next step. 

"I never thought of myself as an unsocial creature - I enjoy talking quite a lot, as you have probably learned by now," he countered. "Yet... seeing the same faces over and over again... well, I am afraid that either they would get sick of me or vice versa." He chuckled - usually it was so that he annoyed people. Rarely the other way around.