Moonsong Glacier Sweet but Psycho

He had a purpose. Whether that purpose was the pack or being someone worthy of Pixie's worship he didn't know. Maybe both. His little Witch had stumbled upon an old companion, Serem and he had been waiting for the woman to find him. He supposed he could have done it himself but he didn't feel like bothering. Coincidentally when he lifted his head from his paws she appeared like a ghost. His electric eyes scanned over her for a silent moment "Serem. How has life treated you?" he asked. He was being polite only because she was now a follower and while she hadn't proven her loyalty as Pixie had, she had returned to him once again to follow his lead. That deserved his patience and so he would give it.