Oystercatcher Tide Pools Rolling in the mist

He made nice company to her, perhaps it was the polite way he was speaking, or simply because Gracious simply appreciated talking to someone besides herself. Wandering often got lonely when all the company you have is yourself. She was glad he stumbled upon her.

Though, she did become slightly more interested when he brought up his past. Living on an island? She had never truly encountered a wolf that could handle living in what she imagined to be isolation, especially with what could only be salt water and sand in her mind. "You must think of me as a fool, compared to the skills you must have, I-" she felt herself grin, "I'm a fish out of water."

It was horrible. But sometimes cheap humor could get the best of her. Her fluttery fit of laughter subsided when she had followed his gaze towards what must be his home. His next question caused the greyscale girl to think to herself for a little. "No, had it been for a meal, I may have searched elsewhere. I had lived here for a little before leaving, but--" she paused, "I wanted to come back home."