Lost Creek Hollow Time is life itself

After a failed run to the festival (though speaking with Charon had certainly been interesting), Gannet was contemplating next steps. He didn't really want to approach an entire pack for training, but the one conversation he'd had with Tarot here hadn't been entirely encouraging either. How could he learn if no one wanted to teach him? He didn't fault them for it of course... they didn't have to. It was just a puzzle, and one he intended to hopefully solve.

He was contemplating that mainly when Sarah found him, though he was facing her direction at this point and saw her come up. His tail gave a wave and he smiled, recognizing her from their one conversation. It had been a good one, and he didn't have any reason whatsoever not to consider her a friend. Hi. It looks like she'd been busy at hunting, which probably Gannet should have done. He hadn't actually eaten yet today.