Silverlight Terrace at war with oneself

Last post for me as per what I told you guys :) Sorry about the wait, also! Maybe this dork will come back sometime.

Roo flashed his red companion a big grin as she took a moment to explain that they had met on the terrace and she thought he might fit in with the Moonspear pack. She stepped back after, at which time the foxwolf turned his attention back to handsome Mr. Freckles.

Though she had tried to prime his mind for this sort of question before Charon arrived, Roo had not done much thinking. Trades were not a known thing in homelands, and the only things foxwolves had to learn was the history of their kind and how to be one. Most of that was learning how to become proficient small game hunters, targeting the rodents and the rabbits and such.

"Oh, um," he hummed as he thought about the question. His tongue darted out to lick at his lips and his shifted from looking upward to the left to upward to the right. "She dids not say much..." He squeaked as a nervous flutter seized his voice. He had never been in an interview-like situation before, and was suddenly rather shy of the whole idea.

"I am thinking I will be back maybe sometime," he laughed nervously as he started to back away. "Thank you though! Yous are being very nice friend wolves!" He grinned really, really big at both of them, before turning tail and darting off as quick as his little feet could go.