Kintla Flatlands [m] so please don't take me for no fool

He frowns at Kratos's words, and his gaze drops again as he takes it in. Most people? The idea is depressing, especially when he thinks about those he knows and cares for. He can't help wondering if that's meant to be his own fate, too — or if he'll ever get away from children entirely without living as a hermit. I don't know. I never thought about it. I didn't spend much time living with a pack before this. Do you — is that what you want, too? He voices the thought in the same instant it occurs to him, ears falling slightly. He'd thought himself unable before. Seeing Cupid had proven him wrong — but that doesn't mean he can bring himself to choose the same fate, even for Kratos.