Duck Lake Tale As Old As Time

Oh.

Well, that was indeed news. He had fancied the forest in his brief visit but it wasn't his call, never had been. So he let the words roll off of him with a soft nod of his head. It was her last sentence that perked his interest again. "And why's that? Surely if the pack got bigger you have your pick of faces to socialize with." But not everyone was as attention based as Outlander was and he occasionally failed to realize that concept. Nor did he ever truly grasp the concept of personal space after spending most of his youth shoving his nose where it didn't belong.

It was a bit of a blessing no one had mauled him in his younger days. Granted, that didn't mean no one would in his future days.