Moonspear something i wanted to feel

He tried to slow the motion but his ears slicked back again as she revealed her histories involving dead parents of her own and even siblings too. He felt that one far more than he liked, even down to them returning to the earth, their roots existing on in other ways.. so he was far from alone in these struggles, he was just not good at coping with them yet.

More than he liked to lead on, he was grateful that he did still have the siblings here that he did in times like these. When it felt bleak, he ought to remind himself: it could always be worse. At least he still had this home. Somehow, he wished he could offer his sympathies, although she didn't really seem to need them at this point. I think peculiar can be interesting still? he quipped, not all that bothered although she stepped closer, well into his sights then, for he was wide-eyed and curious. Or spirits.. even more so, he could cope with that much, so long as he knew what he was dealing with, and already she had been quite telling in enough regards to put him in a good place. Although around here, I'm more used to the shadowed kinds of apparitions... he said, hinting with a show of a tooth. Growing up with siblings like his, he was used to lots of menacing dark presences to romp and play among. He had learned early.

As his ears flicked back up entirely, unsettling probably wasn't the way he would describe her--all pale-colors and spry, but he was used to the unusual; he liked when it was a little beyond, and pressed the edges of an everyday mundane for him. As she hopped, he pivoted a bit himself, trying to stand proudly to make his point that he was not bothered by the peculiar and the spooky, but with a look about him that almost wanted to bounce away, or somewhere, too. Has it been good for you.. that the winds brought you here, to Moonspear? he asked with a tilt to his head. Considering the timing of her arrival, he had to ask eventually.

She had stopped bouncing, ending with a little quick sniff- a sneeze, and a small head shake.

"Yes! I am very greatful for that wind, and those who were at the winds end- I feel very welcome here, though I supposed people will have to get use to me-"

Moriko was a little worried, she had been alone for so long that she worried about being an oddball, or socially awkward. But she was trying her best, and was clever in more ways than one, and most of the others had been quite supportive.

"It feels very tight knit in this community.. those who are true to it are woven together like weeds-I hope to also be able to become tangled into that web of weeds-" She wagged her tail softly, she was quite enthusiastic

"I had to grow up and mature quite quickly in my early life- I wasn't given much time to be a pup- but being here makes me feel like I'm starting anew." She flicked her ears up. "I feel like a forest reborn after a fire, growing from the ashes of its past."