The Bracken Woods I feel like something will happen today

He couldn't deny that she had a point. Wolves didn't wear collars. They weren't things that came from nature directly, they were man made items unaccessible to creatures of the wild. Aside from that, they were dangerous. If left on a still growing body, surely the end result would be suffocation. Even without that, if it was to get snagged on something, and he couldn't get free again, that'd more or less be his end. Still, never had he considered ways to remove it. He'd been persistent in trying to bite at it when it was first put on him, but his attempts had been useless. He was not an owl, he could not twist and turn his head around enough to be able to get a good grip on it. While he believed her to be serious about it's needed removal, he wasn't so sure if she actually meant for him to go out and befriend a water-slapping rodent. That was probably a terrible idea, even if she was serious. The reality of the matter was that, the second the deed was done, he'd most likely make a meal out of the beaver, and then feel somewhat guilty for eating his little helper. He'd have to find another way to rid himself of the collar, but for the time being it was there to stay.

He remained silent, even as a snort sounded from the woman. It confused him, for a moment, but he was relieved of said feeling once she explained herself. Whether it was to benefit herself or not, he still appreciated her assistance. In his mind, he still deemed her to be a nice wolf, but his thoughts were not voiced. Her response the first time around had been enough, and he didn't want to risk annoying her to the point of her departing. Or, worse, lashing out. There was no way he'd be able to take her on, even if he had been a creation of two pure wolves. Citali was simply too large, especially in comparison to his lithe body. Ragdoll would be crushed in a second flat, no doubt. Possessing a joy for living, he felt it best to keep to her good side, rather than risk doing something that would displease her.

The boy's interest was piqued almost instantly when exploration was brought up, but faltered slightly at the mention of a pack. "If a pack is still there, wouldn't that be trespassing?" The potential angering of the woman was enough, he didn't want to have an entire pack of wolves after his hide. Still, the deal was tempting. Almost too tempting, really. Her last statement was just enough to unbalance the scale, leading him to choose risky exploration over guaranteed safety. "I guess checking it out wouldn't be too bad... If the state of it is up to be doubted, then maybe there's a good chance no one remains." That'd certainly be wonderful luck.