Ankyra Sound no more sails

Indeed. The word brought a hopeful smile to the creature's lips, eyes trained upon the girl as she asked where he belonged. The smile faded a little and his gaze averted, ears drooping sadly. "N-nowhere," he murmured softly, almost as if to himself. Although she was grateful he had stopped where he did, Ruvik looked up again and staggered forward once more, nose twitching as he took in her scent. The other wolf bristled at his closeness, though he didn't think anything of it, focused instead on the girl's smell of sea salt and brine. "Tell me of family."