Ouroboros Spine Life is strange.

He liked the smell of pine needles in the rain. It reminded him of home, one of the few things that he actually liked to remember. He had no idea what made the smell so unique, but when the rain wasn't too bad and he was near a coniferous forest, he took a rest under a big tree and relaxed.

He was enjoying himself when he heard the traipsing of another creature. His ears perked up, and after looking around for a moment he settled on the shape of a wolf loping nearby. Mal chuffed softly to gain the male's attention.