Gyrfalcon's Keep moored

Grayday listened intently, his ears flickering in thought as he imagined a tiny, ginger-tinged girl with her head in the cloud, growing up alongside a wolf that was probably more like him. It was cute to picture. But, while he admired her free spirit, he couldn't help but allow his thoughts to be drawn to Khoe, another very free-spirited wolf. He supposed his life was full of women like that. Dawn, Adeline, Sunspot... They all tended to leave and find their own way.

"And what are your interests?" asked Grayday, making a playful lunge for the feather in an attempt to force his mind away from unhappy thoughts.