Northstar Vale I don't wanna look at anything else now that I saw you.

He wasn’t sure what he was supposed to say to any of this—the playful tug at his cheek reminded him of the Ibis before the information drop, and in truth, the swarthy wolf was far more interested in learning that she had lived in two other places prior to this, at least.

They knew very little of each other, that much was apparent. Still, the frost maned boy gave a gentle shrug of his shoulders, his eyes gleaming as he studied her, wolfish brows arching up. “Well, if you have the power to accept me, then what do you say? Not sick of me yet?”