Sawtooth Spire Am I alone in the dark?

Savik nodded in solemn agreement. It was time to face facts, he was alone. They were gone and he was alone, again. Bollocks. Every attempt to join a pack had gone south, no matter his good intentions. At the rate of failure he was going at, it would be news to him if he survive the winter!

Savik cocked his head, his brows furrowed at the man's question. Diseases? Who said anything about diseases? A huff of annoyance escaped his restraint, clearly not amused by the joke. "No, i'm not diseased. They just.. left" He stated rather bluntly, surprising himself. This man would clearly not be of any help nor seemed to know anything. Though the stranger's accent intrigued him. He had never heard something like it before, perhaps he was from abroad. "Well, what about you? You don't sound like you're from around here" He asked, out of curiosity. He didn't mean to be rude but anything to take his mind off of his pack would do him good, for the time being.