Ocean's Breath Plateau Up Here Looking Down Below

The answer that was received was a peculiar one. Reading into it, Ford thought it sounded as though the dark male was running away from something. He wasn’t one to condone such actions, as he didn’t believe that turning tail would solve problems; they always had a way of catching up. Still, he had only just met this beast and it was not in his nature to immediately chastise him or tell him how he was supposed to live his life. If the dark fellow wanted to leave something behind, then he was entitled to that choice. There was a moment of second guessing in the titan’s mind – unsure if he should extend an offer of a home if there was a chance that it would bring trouble to his pack.
 
The question was reversed, and Ford swung his head around to look down the length of his muzzle at the bay beyond the sentinels. “My group and I have claimed the bay, just there. It’s a good group… I believe they will be capable of great things one day,” he answered with a ghostly smile curling the dark corners of his lips just so. After a moment, he turned his mismatched gaze back on the dark wolf with ears cupped forward and a slight tilting of his crown. “Do you plan to stay? Has the change in scenery inspired you?”