Cat got your tongue?

That was it, Kove's mind had been made up. It was quite obvious that the cat was of no threat. If anything, the wolf probably seemed like more of a threat to the other beast, as could be told from the way he spoke. It seemed odd, still, that the two beings, though of the same species, could be entirely different. Thinking, he realized it wasn't all too strange, for they were alive and able to think, much like wolves. Wolves were never one in the same, even if they were related or grew up with one another, each one had it's own air and personality about it. The thought made the ghost feel a bit like a judgmental fool, but considering his past experiences with cougars, his initial reaction had not been entirely misguided.

“You are only here due to wandering?” Kove repeated, his words taking on a tone of inquiry as he did so. “That is good, then, that you possess no true purpose in being here.” Slowly, yet surely, the pale man made his way closer to the cat, bringing himself into his line of sight as he did so. His body was visibly rigid, making him appear like a moving statue. “While I can still not say I can see you as being peaceful, your status as a traveler makes me see you as less of a threat.”