Redsand Canyon Can I be home yet?

Reyson was nice, he wasn't telling him to stop talking yet. He gave him advice even. "Ohhhh yeah, that makes sense, okay." Of course, people got jealous, he forgot that sometimes. "So what do I do if everyone's super pretty, do I just gotta stay quiet about it?" He retorted. But Reyson asked a question of his own. "Why?"

"Well cause, Tierra said she carried me up a whole mountain, and I don't much like to the prospect of being dead, I'd help everyone if I could but momma says I'm naive. But she never told me what that means. We used to have to ask for help a lot, cause no one wanted me in their in pack when I was growin' up." 

A larger silver grey wolf came to join Reyson. "Hello!" Sybol quickly said, he was enjoying all his company today. Stay? "I'd love to!" Sybol's tail wagged furiously, almost propelling him off the ground. He'd never been invited to stay in a pack before. He knew he'd have to learn to fight but he thought it could be a good thing. He was weak and uncoordinated, and never could defend himself.