Moonspear let none be the noose

She was content to listen, although frowned at his apologies. She had less to say on that, too, since she didn't fault him for any of it because she was guilty of much the same in her own way. Ame huffed softly. "I should have tried to inspire us better somehow. But.. I had no motivation to do it, in the end.." Not by herself. She had put that in the past though and accepted that they all could have done better.

Ame chuffed a short laugh, and nipped at his fur after she did as he spoke on his antisocial habits. "Oh I know," she sneered. He did sometimes make her look social by comparison -- when she really wasn't. She got by and duty kind of forced her into it to an extent. She had to know the wolves here. "Although social situations like these are not so bad," she exhaled against his skin with a smirk. They were lonely souls by their nature, she believed, and he was among the few who didn't wear her down. Or maybe he had just been a consistency long enough that she'd come to feel this way.

"Same here. Apparently, it was a short-lived claim. She ended up abandoning it," she mentioned. It was second-nature to her to collect the histories like this.