Otatso Wetlands Below my feet

A friend. She'd be his first friend outside of the pack. It wasn't a bad thing by any stretch of the imagination and honestly Stark needed to branch out more. "Definitely. And once things settle down some, I'll come out and visit and let you know how it all turned out." He said with a smile. His tail gave a slow, tiny wag behind him, but it was better than when they'd run into each other. "If she comes home, I'll have a messenger let you know." 

Stark was being hopeful, trusting too much in the prospects of Octavia's return and that things would improve once she just made it back. She had to come back. When she did, things would be fixed. He felt certain of that. "Thanks, Valette." He said with a nod before he turned back towards the Keep. "If you need a place to rest on the way home, don't hesitate to come knocking."