Silvertip Mountain Back To Me Usual Self

Chaska sighed. He hated to do this, but for his own sake, he did. "Yes...I think that would be best." He did not want another knowing what he did. Just in case. He would rather keep the things he did between himself and only one witness. He gave Steady an apologetic look, hoping he would understand. Although, he would not voice the reason.

His rump fell to the ground as if dragged by a large force of gravity, his tail straightening out with a slight curve. His eyes fixed on her face, waiting for it to open with words to come out. He awaited patiently. Now he knew how others felt when he told them a story of his own. Anxiously waiting, and waiting. The wolf cracked a small smile to his face. "Funny how I'm the one listening to a tale this time" he said openly to himself, even though he did not recall that Krypton already knew he told stories. Having heard one herself. And he already knew the morale: Don't fall down cliffs, or you might do stupid things. If you survive the fall. A rule to live by, most certainly.