Sleepy Fox Hollow dark shades of blue

The man's term took a moment to click in Revui's head, but yes, that made the most sense. It calmed him somewhat as he studied the concept, and then he was listening as Sunhawk commended him for his choices. Stroking the beast's ego was a surefire way to get on his (rather limited) good side.

Pack life is not... much different, he admits, countering Sunhawk's depressive sentiments (or maybe strengthening them). The serration of his coat slowly settles. At least within Ursus. They are defensive of their hearth as any wolf must be. Beyond that, I find myself... lost, lonely. It is awfully dull.

The young man glances at Sunny's face with a raise of his brow, an unusual little smirk on his lips.