Silverlight Terrace at war with oneself

That is probably wise! lol

He was a free spirit. He had not thought much on what he wanted to do. Before being sent on this most important of missions, he had been content to frolic around his natal woodland. "I doos not know!" he said as he hummed some more in thought. He had seen other foxwolves leave when the homeland, and they did not return. Perhaps that was what he was to do. Find a new place to live, and in this place, make more foxwolves. It had not been spoken outright to him, but the more he thought on it, the more he thought yes, that was what had been intended for him.

"I thinks!" He said, his brows knotting as he makes one more final check with himself. "I thinks I am to be staying here. Well, not here," he explained, patting a paw on the specific spot on the ground on which he was standing. "But... here," he sweeps his muzzle around. "Somewheres. I doos not know wheres yet. But I thinks I would like this." He nods affirmatively, his mind now convinced. "How dids you pick your place?"