Hushed Willows east of the sun

Alexandre was a little disappointed too, but it didn't show on his face. Instead, he offered the boy a reassuring smile - or what he hoped was one, anyway. "It's fine, but just in case you do happen to see them, you know that they're all spotty like me." He smiled then and turned back to finish up his rabbit. 

"I've never heard of Whitebark Stream, but I'll make sure not to tell them you're around if I do run into them." He didn't particularly seem like he wanted to be around them, if he knew where they were and hadn't shared his location with them yet.

Surprised icy eyes flickered up to the boy and he tipped his head to the side. "You'll help me search?" he questioned, arching a brow. "That's awfully kind of you." Suspicious, maybe, but this kid was so earnest that Alejandro couldn't help but trust him. 

After taking the last bite of his rabbit and cleaning his own muzzle, Alejandro stood. "So, are you going to ever tell me your real name or should I just call you Day forever?" he finally asked, a smirk on his maw.