Nova Peak hundred billion castaways, looking for a home

She wanted him to see them?

It made sense, in a way. They were pack and aligned now but he had not seen puppies before. There had been a time where he had not been trusted around the vulnerable and he had assumed that would always be the way it was. That he was too scrappy and keen on survival no matter the ends that he would never seen life in tender stages.

But wasn't a pack able to support life while it went through delicate phases?

These were things kept close to himself, far too complex for him to try and piece together in words. Only a nod and a snaggletooth smile that was fleeting.

What he was learning though was that Raider maybe did not look at him for only a number.

How did the boy who had always been a number in a game of survival cope with being asked after?

Fine. Yet the buoyancy of his tone hinted that he was better than an answer like fine would usually be given. Watching animals for hunting. Watching skies too. The second part felt a bit silly to say aloud. His cheeks flushed with his embarrassment and uncertainty.

Want Dragonspine safe, strong.