Fishblight Mire Blot Out the Moon, Pull Down the Stars

truthfully, soleon did not mind the companionship. his time in this place was only just beginning, but it had been quite stagnant thus far. if the wolves were as joyous as she then perhaps there were hope yet. of course, he knew that to already be untrue. for all wolves to be like her would denote a lack of variety and amonst their kind--there were many personalities. 

 she seemed to be quite the observationalist despite the fact she appeared attention deficit at moments. she had picked up on the wonderment he had previously assumed and retracted her desire, "i mean i don't mind. are you hungry?" honestly, he was burning energy just watching her. 

 She asked what his plans were for the time coming and to be honest he didn't know. being alone out her meant he didn't have to think about what he needed to do, but it also meant that there wasn't much of a...goal. 

 "get to know you," he declared it quite matter-of-factly, "where are you from?"