Bramblepoint An apple a day

Rodyn studied the wolf in front of him. He wondered about him, did he want a friend or a mate? Did he consider only family to be those he fathered pups with? Where had he grown up, what had his parents taught him?

He wrinkled his snout. Well, what did you say to them? This isn't a criticism. I just am curious so I can see if there's a reason?

Rodyn shifted and ghosted forward then backed up, unsure how the other would take a gentle bump to his unwounded shoulder. Well you're more than welcome to travel with me if you'd like. Though I don't know where i'm going.