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Revived! Hope that's ok. I know I'm slow on Ovaltine posts. x_x

"Pleasure to meet you, FitzDutiful," Ovaltine replied. Others were always so curious about his travels, Ovaltine had noticed. He was not bothered by it, of course. Being a loner was always a thing of contention. "And in the winter, I shall rest," Ovaltine confirmed. Even he knew that being a loner during the harshest months was a sure way to die. Ovaltine did not wish for death, though, and so he would seek shelter with a pack. Some, he told of his intentions, others he kept it a secret, departing without mentioning why. Never, though, did he invest himself too far in the pack's culture, their relationships. He knew better than that.

"Did you never see the world on your own?" Ovaltine asked, wondering if perhaps FitzDutiful had always been part of a pack. Had he never had time between places to contemplate life on his own? Did he not know the joy in it?