firebreather

As they walked together he put a great deal of thought into what might make an ideal home...though with enough concentration any home had its flaws. "I grew up in a pretty standard hole in the ground," he shared with a somewhat whimsical expression. It wasn't often that he truly missed home but ever-so-often he yearned for his birth family to be near. Especially when he realized they'd likely never hear of his newfound success. "But it's not like that's particularly practical for an increasing number of wolves." Obviously he was pretty positive that they'd be gaining more members...especially with Koontz on the prowl.

"Have you seen any caves? Preferably without bears?" he inquired in case Pitch was saving a discovery for a later point in the conversation. He hadn't yet ascertained what sort of personality she had but had an inkling that she was overall a very honest - and earnest - young girl; the kind of which likely wouldn't hold back from him on purpose. But it never hurt to ask!