Wild Berry Meadow seeking the edge of the never-ending

It was a tad bit disappointing that neither knew whether or not the fruit was safe to eat. Looks like they weren't on the menu sadly. The ghost would have to try his luck with hunting or possibly scavenging later on.
Leo shook his head. "I didn't, but i have passed through awhile ago." It felt like ages now. Back when he was still with his real mother, father, and siblings. Just before his life got turned upside down. It was a simpler time.
"I could never really settle in one place as a kid," he added with a sigh. A part of him wished he could've stayed in one place. Maybe life would've been easier. Than again he would've never met all the wolves he called family.
"But I've spent most of my life living in the mountains," he continued, "In a pack called Ryūjin, but I don't know if it still exsists." He frowned at the possibility, but it was quickly replaced with a smile.
"So, where do you come from?" he questioned, "If you don't mind me asking."