Wild Berry Meadow here, with me

He was not good at consolation, but he knew a similar feeling from his youth. His sister had at least been with him to trade out for some rest, and he could not imagine the sleepless nights being as small as the wolf in front of him. Fear was a monster that clawed at wolves in the night. He was lucky to have had another pair of eyes to make rest possible. Omnium did not speak to her of it, though. He thought best to let the words hang in the air and allow her to vent her fears to a listening ear that would never repeat them.

Omnium mirrored Selena and leaned in closer to the dark she wolf. Although she did not have much suspense, He did find the information she relented surprising. One white eyebrow raised above yellow eyes in a look of skepticism before he relented and lowered it. The dark expanse of her eyes revealed no intentions of falsehood. Perhaps there was no reason to lie to a wolf she had just encountered. I don't believe I've ever encountered such a thing. Could it be that they are more primitive than us? Perhaps a traumatic venture? Maybe even a religious vow? He questioned her, unsure if she would possess the answers. Wolves who could not speak would not be able to tell.