the 13th hour • DISCOVERY THREAD

i typed everything then lost it *internally screeches*

The sasquatch was not so involved in his studying that he did not notice the other wolf's approach before she spoke. From a distance he invited her as he invited all company (at least those who gave him his space) with a jovial wag of his tail, tapping his paws against the earth the way a joyful puppy might greet something new and exciting. He suspected her of nothing, and erecting his ears, attentively took in her question. It was simple enough and his answer was just as passive; Leatherface simply tilted his head at her.

He was doing as much as she saw. To assume Leatherface moved with his own purpose and passions was a stretch against him. He consumed to maintain himself, and fought to secure himself or appease others as they might have him do. These rare simple moments of pleasure that he found, such as in this forest, just happened to be wild occurrences he hadn't sought out and couldn't see the potential in. Attempting to include the she-wolf, he nudged the spider towards her (unaware that she'd noticed it already) as if she might also take some interest in it.