Moonspear days went by when you and i

He might not have had the grandest scope of all things, but it felt like enough to him to classify his home as best--so he just hoped to translate this to helping Vela not feel like she was missing anything by not. When everything, and pretty much every one, he thought he'd want to see was here, why not? "Maybe, I dunno. I just like to go out occasionally," he said, unsure if he would ever aim to scout extensively. He liked to see new places, but he was not always entirely dedicated to a cause like that.

As for what she said about Drogon, he was silent for a moment and felt his expression harden just a bit--first, in thought.  Something innate about it made him a little bit prickly about it. "What, he couldn't find a place to be alone on this whole mountain?" the steely Ostrega scoffed, though a sharp eye watched Vela in case this might be too insulting. He didn't often voice any opinions of his own about him, or any of that, to her. But, he couldn't help her understand that any unfortunately. To him, it didn't make all that much sense but his experiences were drastically different from the other young wolf's, so giving him the benefit of the doubt was all Jarilo could do. "I don't get it either." Jarilo said. "We could scout out together sometime, though? Maybe go some check out places I've not been to yet," he suggested while perking up his ears anew.