Phoenix Maplewood Remembering

"Oh— just, you know... things,"  he replied in a rather roundabout manner. His thoughts bounced from subject to subject, ranging from the all consuiming questions to trivial tid-bits.  To tell the truth, the raggedy wolf wouldn't even know where to begin. Empathizing and understanding the feelings of others had never been Reek's strongsuit, instead he differed away from the subject as fast as he could. That isnt to say it was impossible for him to connect on anything but a superficial level, but the process took time.  Perhaps he would have the patience to listen to sob stories later, but today was not that day.

Spring seemed about as interested in the conversation as Reek had become. Her eyes darted around the snowy landscape, and Reek couldn't help but notice that she seemed to be searching for something. His curiosity was piqued. "Looking for anything?" asked Reek, unable to help himself.