Cloudy Minds Will Rain

Sen was always looking for someone to spar with, or at least she was in her mind. She'd never voiced this, though, not caring to attract any unwanted wolves who don't know when enough is enough. A thought crossed her mind, one of having a small spar with the albino, but it was discarded soon after. It wouldn't be fun going at someone who didn't know the first thing to fighting, plus she didn't want Scarlett's hoard of pups coming after her. God, would that be a mess. It'd be like a giant train wreck, and Sen would be right in the middle of it. The idea alone was nearly unbearable, and she would have shuddered for a dramatic effect had she been speaking out loud.

For once, the dark being listened to the other, and didn't interrupt her in any way. It was odd, to her, that someone with her background could still be so nice. Then again, others probably said the same about Sen, except with her good background making her such a cocky creature. She couldn't imagine the white wolf as a loner, she just didn't fit right into that category. She was too kind, too forgiving, and far too soft. Had they been born and grown on the same mountain range, Sen definitely would have found and chewed her out at a very young age. Alas, they hadn't, which was mildly disappointing. "Sounds like you had it rough," Sen commented, her words blunt.

"Ever miss your old home?" she suddenly asked. The ebony coated wolf missed her home on occasion, but it was more those she left behind that she missed, rather than the place itself. Her mother was dead, she knew that, but the whereabouts of her siblings was a mystery to her, and one she'd wanted to solve. In her head, she'd planned to leave the Wilds in order to find her brother and sister so she could drag them back to it with her, but she knew she couldn't do that. No, she'd been there for too long now, and didn't want to leave no matter the circumstances.