Bearclaw Valley It Can Be Us

Skoll wondered what Merrick meant when he said that he wouldn't be alone. As far as he knew, his sister was still in the living. It didn't matter if the two of them never saw one another again, they'd of seperated eventually. One of them would have found someone else or would have found a reason to leave, a reason that they wanted to live. Skoll didn't have one of those yet. Now that he was figuring out how pack life worked, though, he would have to get used to it. 

Skoll's ears went back when Merrick mentioned he'd lost his sister as well. She just... left one day? Skoll couldn't imagine how that could hurt someone, or pose some kind of trauma. "It must have been hard." He said, but that was about it. The male never was good at comfort, and he wasn't going to start now. Had he known that Merrick was lying, he might have made some kind of snarky comment about trust and how that comment wasn't going to get any of it. Though, that was never said for Skoll believing pretty much every word that was said- Merrick was a good enough actor, and Skoll was not in-tune with emotions. 

His ears shifted back to normal when Merrick asked what his favorite color was. He'd never really thought about it before. "I like red and blue." He replied.