Ouroboros Spine if the light that shines some day goes out

On good days, he liked to think he had a pretty discerning eye for a situation. This one wasn't feeling pressurized to him yet, not anything past the baseline that came with an unfamiliar face, at least. The pale wolf's countenance read as peaceable and to the greeting, Antares nodded towards his chest. Ah. I'm Antares, he felt urged enough to say, and for a beat, had to appreciate their similar name cadences, though very differing appearances.

However he did not have a chance to immediately school his expression at the next piece, since his ears flicked back a notch at the thought of comfortably when his days felt like anything but that. However, he was swiftly tempered by the fact it was.. improvement. No denying that. He got some rest, ate a little. It wasn't sapping his strength terribly to exist here, most hours of the days. There was great solace in knowing that his remaining packmates had some sanctity, too. It was a weight off his shoulders, though only one of many. Comfortably enough, after everything. he replied, speaking quietly, and with a gracious dip of his head to hopefully soften it somewhat. It is good we have a place like this to.. regroup, was his small mention after.