Moonspear Snack Pack

Atlas was part of the family she spoke of and still felt that he was outside listening to her speak warmly of wolves he'd never met. It was a peculiar sensation to experience. He did what he could to store it away for a later time. There were many things he wished he could share with the girl, but all of them seemed to be a burden or weighted with things that he was certain would ruin the nice moment they'd had. The wolves of Moonspear were far from perfect, but even the shade had trouble determining where their imperfections came from. 

Hey would you like to go on a border patrol with me, maybe? the dark boy inquired. He did not want for his anxieties and doubts to ruin the new friendship he might have been making. Moriko seemed like the type of girl you try to keep around and he wasn't going to spoil that for himself.