Sequoia Coast genius party

Aesop shrugged, still trying to shake a few stubborn pieces of dried plants off of him. It only took him a few moments to give up, deciding he didn't care much after all. She seemed nice enough, patting his back and attempting to comfort him. Nothing can heal a wounded ego. "Yeah, but, no. Y'see, I'm like-" Aesop sighed through his nose, "y'don't get it, it's cool. I'm fine, a bit embarrassed is all, if I'm bein' honest." Aesop decided to be less interested in his blunder and a bit more interested in the girl herself. "But really, I'm alright. Ain't nothin'. You're a Bay wolf, too, am I right?" He was pleased to meet a packmate who wasn't going to prove herself insufferable shortly after they met (a la Atreyu and Charon.)