Barrow Fields D.A.R.E

"You're right.. you're more like a deer." He decided with a firm nod as he looked at the other with a look of pure wonder, eyes barely blinking. "I haven't had deer in a long time you know - but I never liked them very much."

He seemed to be having no trouble with the silence of the other, practically carrying a conversation with himself at this rate. "Not that I would eat you - you're a wolf. I don't think spirits appreciate it when you eat other's." He furrowed his brow at the thought.

His rambles had now paused as he stared blankly to the side, seemingly considering his own words.