Chimera Fields she asked me how to be funny, but that's not something you can teach

He was better. Kind of. 

A new development began to show in the recent days. Maybe it was the distance he'd traveled, or maybe it was directly caused from his fall. It was..gross, to feel like something was popping under his skin when he walked. But it didn't hurt. What was hurting him, however, was his decreased sense of smell. He figured it would return shortly after the initial hit to his head, but it hadn’t. Not fully, anyway. He was solely relying on sight and sound for food and..it wasn’t turning out great. His already slim body seemed to be getting slimmer with his reduced success in finding food. 

Had he picked up the scent before, the wolf would’ve found another path—one that didn’t involve him encountering a stranger, but this was the situation he found himself in, approaching some sleeping wolf. He seemed to be sleeping, and Fenn wondered if he could leave before the wolf woke up.