Blackfoot Forest Fehu

To he next question he shook his head; he didn't have to think about it at all, and maybe he should've at least tried, but something within the wanderer told him not to bother. He would probably forget all about this conversation soon enough.

She bade that he sit, and he paused for a moment but did as she asked. He watched her for a few moments as if waiting for something - but that expectation slid from his expression, and he soon became distracted by the color of the soil at his paws. The smell in the air. The sight of the surroundings - drifting from point to point without any fixation lasting longer than a minute or so.

When he noticed her again, his gaze lit up. Oh, hello. It was a wonder he'd survived this long.