Sea Lion Shores Mf starboi

the other male responds to his chuff with a greeting — in common. having spent enough time in these wilds, kharybdis, loathe though he is to accept it, knows he must make more of an effort to learn common. he holds onto the brief consideration that if he does not assimilating himself would prove to be more impossible than he'd like and with the blatantly different culture barriers this was already proving to be a challenge for him. regardless, as they were of the same physical gender kharybdis has no qualms about speaking and wouldn't have anyway; in his mind, however wrong the assumption was, they were equals.

hello. the furie parrots; finding that if nothing else he was beginning to have the simple greeting down. you ...from pack here? he inquires, hoping that the blunted, caveman common is enough to give the stranger a gist of the actual question: is your pack nearby? last thing kharybdis was interested in ( or needed, frankly ) was traipsing too close to a territorial pack.