Spotted Eagle Mountain that's why i'm calling you back, cause i gotta run soon

His face - his entire soul - fell.

She wouldn't take him. He didn't blame her - he wouldn't have taken himself. The self-hatred did not lessen the blow. He shrank, his head drooping, ears folding and shoulders sagging. "Oh." he said lamely and watched as she gathered her things.

He perked a bit at her parting words, his amber eyes shifting from misery to intrigue. Akashingo? That must have been a pack. It was, at least, a place. "In the Fall. Okay." he answered, puzzlement lacing his voice, and watched her. He would turn away when she was out of sight. He wouldn't follow her - would not dare - but he would want to.

The journey to nowhere would continue.