Hoshor Plains ommatophoca

It didn't escape Sumac's notice that the female's mood seemed to fade to gray as she spoke of her family. He felt a sharp pang of empathy squeeze his heart, as it was something he knew all too well. Regardless of the circumstance of Sulukinak's relationship with her brothers - if they were even still among the living - losing or missing the bond with a beloved sibling was a heartache he didn't wish upon anyone.

"Ah, I see. Well, that's still more seals than I've ever seen," he replied lightly, trying to ease the pall that had seemed to settle over her.

At her next question, it was 'Mac's turn to experience the ever-changing nature of emotions, and his ears drooped slightly.

"I... did," he said slowly, carefully, casting her a quick glance with his now-dulled golden eyes, "There were quite a few of us. But... well, there was a fire. A big one. I'm the only one left, you see." He cleared his throat, shifting uncomfortably as he tried to maintain his composure.

After a few moments, he continued, "That's why I roam. My home's not there anymore."