Ankyra Sound Ocean Breeze

Kero grinned. It seemed as though this pup had come through a pretty rough patch. Single mother. No father figure. No siblings. His mother appeared to be a very important figure for him. She'd taught him just about everything he knew and it was evident that she'd done a good job of it. He'd survived. Most pups didn't make it through those scenarios. No doubt, he was a bit of a fighter, even if Ryker didn't realize it yet. Kid had spunk.

He didn't say anything, instead he offered the wolf and nod and made a mental note about this one. There was something about him that Kero liked. His spirit, perhaps. Maybe the way he saw a little bit of himself in Ryker. Whatever the cause, they both seemed to agree that this place was a little bit uninhabitable which might have been why the wolves who were here previously moved out. Well. That, or they got tired of a steady diet of crabs. Whatever those were.

Kero laughed. "I have no idea what crabs are, but they sound awful." And not fun to eat. Kero was partial to land animals if only because he had a feeling that anything living out here would be permeated with the taste of saltwater. Good for wounds, clearly not so good for drinking. Either way, he was definitely ocean dumb. Whatever. Kero'd learn. 

He watched the kid look around for a bit before he settled on the question Kero'd ask. What kind of pack was he looking for? Sounded a lot like what was turning through his own thoughts when it came for a home. The only thing Kero would add would be an alpha he could respect. There were too many of them these days that he just couldn't look up to. It didn't help that Kero's own stubborn streak made him far more dominant a wolf than he wished to admit. It took a lot for him to bow. Joining a pack wasn't something he was going to go into blind. 

"That would be the catch twenty-two," he mused out loud. "It's hard to create loyalties as a loner. We're never around long enough to earn each other's respect." As for freedom? "If you ever do find a place, you should consider a position as an outrider. It's their job to roam and patrol beyond the borders. It's a happy medium between commitment and freedom."

Kero shrugged. He could preach all he wanted, but it was hypocritical of him. He hadn't even decided what he wanted for himself quite yet. That uncertainty made this conversation all the harder. 

"I think they're all a little bit different. Each with their own personalities and goals and such." He'd encountered a few; enough to have a vague idea that each pack held a slightly different vibe. "We'll both probably find something eventually."

And with that, Kero bid the wolf farewell and took off.

Added on a quick ending to finish this. Thanks for the thread!