Silverlight Terrace a lovely night for stargazing and poorly behaving

His ears perked as she began to tell her tale of origin, although they quickly lowered once she finished- how sad! Atticus frowned, although she seemed to be handling it rather well, or hiding it that is.

"If it makes you feel any better, I can't remember anything beyond a few months ago- I don't even know how I got here." He gave a poor half smile in an attempt to cheer up the situation, it was only afterward did he realize how insensitive his comment could be. 

"We all have similar situations in the grand scheme of things, right?"  He hadn't heard of a wolf without hardship, but then again he didn't recall many at all.