Hideaway Strath [m] i'm spiraling, i'm sinking down

It’s seems the spunky little coy wolf has something against his old home. Kyn doesn’t care much about it, everyone has their reasons for not liking something or someone. Though he can’t help but laugh when he repeats his last words but a bit more confident this time. His choice of words only makes him smile and he almost wants to play into the immature dis too.

Kyn’s suspicion of Charles not liking his old packs is once again confirmed, but this time he sees the seriousness in his tone and face. He acknowledges it by offering him and interested quirk of his head, his smile never disappearing. 

So his urge to jump in the bandwagon wins and he chuckles. “Yeah, they fuckin’ suck, huh?” He says with a bit of a laugh in his light tone. 

Though he does realize that he has to get moving soon. Now that he’s made himself acquainted with his new pack member. He moves slightly away from the other make after bumping his head to his shoulder in a type of goodbye. 

“Well, darling, it was night to make your acquaintance. Perhaps I’ll come find you and bother you some more on a later date. Duty calls.” He purrs with a promise in his eyes.