King Elk Forest (brave as a noun)

oh. "that's rough," he says awkwardly. he could not imagine the sweet girl being the cause of anyone's death intentionally, but he also understood survivor's guilt better than most. "my birth pack - family's all gone. i think." he pauses, frowning. "there was a, i don't know, earthquake or something. a landslide. i was the only out not there, so." the boy shrugs small and looks down, surprised his voice isn't shaking. he hasn't said it all out loud until now.

"anyway, yeah, that," the androgyne says quickly, eager to push past his vulnerability, "i wanna do that, so. thanks, seabreeze." delight's all sharp edges and confused vulnerability but he does appreciate her in that moment. the wolves of tindómë really do feel like family, he thinks, and he wants to preserve that feeling as best he can forever.