Flycatcher Downs godling

"if i said you were wrong, i would only be pretending to be humble, and that would make me a liar," stigmata purled, his own amusement evident in the way his tail waved plaintively and the way his eyes had taken on a lighter glint. he didn't seem so gloom and doom anymore, and it was perhaps because this she-wolf had unintentionally come to reaffirm his worth as a both a male and former imperator, right when he'd needed it most. though neither wolf had felt a need to introduce themselves, he felt a kindred to her already and began to wonder - as she confirmed her need for a home - what kind of loyalties she had brewing inside her.

"what happened to your previous home?" he asked, his tone falling on a more serious note as he began to honestly consider inviting her into the ranks of those he claimed to be his own. if she was anything like the frivolous youths he had come across, with their wandering hearts and distant yearnings, then he would be disappointed to leave her here in the flat, lonely downs.