Otatso Wetlands raven's cry

"What do I believe?" she repeated, not needing to think her answer over. "I believe when we die, that's it. Nothing comes to take us away, unless it's a family member or friend so they can bury your corpse. No little piece of us lingers behind to 'haunt' the land we left behind, either. Our bodies just rot in the ground, providing nutrients for whatever grows over us." Her answer could come off as being blunt, but that was how Sen answered questions like that. Questions that made her tell a bit about of herself and the thoughts she had; and, in this case, the beliefs she held. Only able to talk about such things for a short period of time, he words exchanged with the charcoal female had lasted longer than with most others. Now, however, it was time for her to try and steer the conversation away from said topic, and back to a previous one.

"So," she started, looking at her directly now. "Back to this new home you're looking for... Did you plan on joining a pack?" Straight to the point, rather than dancing around the subject. She planned to introduce herself later on, but now seemed like a good enough time as any. "My name's Sen, by the way," the dark wolf told her. "Sen Kapok."