Bramblepoint Bitter.

The bitterness in his voice was... unexpected, to say the least. Lio paused, brows knitting together, and tipped their head to the side. They didn't think they'd done anything wrong in approaching, and they certainly hadn't said anything rude. Except the thing about badgers - but would a wolf really get offended on behalf of a dead badger?

"Being alone is not fun," they said simply, watching the stranger with a frown now settled on their maw. "Is it not more enjoyable to talk to new people?"