Noctisardor Bypass Sanctum

stigmata tried to follow the girl's ideation, but ultimately he could not relate to the searching, wandering youth. he was a wolf who'd always known exactly who he was and where he wanted to be -- misfortune had been, and would be, the only thing capable of uprooting him. skydance had left her home on a personal whim and, to this overly critical audience, her image was irreparably damaged. "well there are plenty around here," he spoke of her options, heaving himself back into a stand, and giving his rough pelt a shake as he passed her one last, appraising glance.

"i wish you luck." it was as kind as he could be to a she-wolf he no longer desired, but who had done him no wrong -- and he departed slowly at first, in case there was any reason for her to stop him.