Hushed Willows all that we mourn is already here

She he still seemed a little weird.  He didn't know why, and he certainly wasn't civilized enough to change much from his just barreling-through-life way of doing things.  At Qilaq stating that she didn't know him, he tilted his head.  So?  He'd been here longer than she had, as far as he knew, so he didn't know why that would even be an issue.  Didn't he have more of a reason to be wary of whatever freaks the leaders let in than she did of some pup who'd been here forever (unfortunately).  Speaking of, what the hell was with that stupid party?  Like why was that a thing and could he convince someone to take his family away from here if he bothered to head that way? I'm Mali.

Again he looked up a moment, still just standing there like a fool.  Aren't they just kinda like there though?  Like a tree or something.  He didn't see how the sky could be at all interesting (you couldn't chase it, eat it, or sleep on it, and that's about all his life was limited to), but then again he also hadn't really paid much attention to it.  He waffled between thinking it was probably exactly the same every night or entirely different each time like grains of sand on a shoreline.  Either way, not super interesting.  Did some wolves study trees?  They were probably crazy.