Blackfeather Woods i am a hoarder of worlds

The male's approach had done nothing to motivate the child to wake up, resulting in a low huff slipping past his lips. Was something wrong? Was he supposed to get someone? His options had been pondered, but the idea of retrieving another wolf ended up being dismissed. He could manage the situation just fine, he was sure of it. There couldn't be that much work that went into watching over some kid, so he'd taken a few more steps until he was standing over her. From there, Xan nudged her—a bit rougher than what had been intended—in the hopes that his poking might make her get up. After that, he wasn't sure what he'd do, uncertain of what the best option might be. Leading her away from his family, perhaps... or, maybe not. While he didn't understand what had made his dad decide to take her in, he knew that he would only hurt himself if she suddenly went missing right after he'd seen her. So, again, he prodded the girl with his nose, urging her to get up so that he could better inspect her worth to him.