Wild Rye Fields Take Away All The Mondays

@Bojack <3 and @Jessie will probably want to drop in when you have time. Being super vague about everything here, timeline wise.

Everything had been so hectic when Percy returned home, everyone's attention had been on the girl and her scattered memory. Obviously she'd been the priority, it was still hard for the father to take his eyes off the child, even for short periods when he knew others were watching. But things had calmed down, and as happy as he was for simply having his daughter back, there were questions he still wanted answered. So he decided to start by seeking out the savior, when the dust began to settle. The man was still a large unknown, and Drestig held mixed feelings about him. As thankful as he was that someone had looked after his daughter and eventually brought her back, he couldn't help but be suspicious. No one else knew what had happened, who was to say this Bo character wasn't the one who had hurt her in the first place? Sure the Whitestone pup had described a dark, scarred character, and hadn't recognized the brown wolf. But, recent mutuality aside, the Rye king still didn't honestly trust the Northerners, and this kid had been the same to rough up Adelayde all those months back. Besides, there was no way to be sure it had even been the same wolf to attack both youths. No, he would decide for himself if the stranger was truly to be trusted. Finding the bole-pelted man, Drestig nodded a silent greeting, speaking in a low and not unfriendly voice: "BoJoack, can we talk for a bit?" Suspicious yes, but civil; Gotta follow my own lessons… And he still wasn't forgetting, that it was this guy who, in the end, through whatever roundabout way, had brought his daughter home.   Word count: 284 ”Speech” Thoughts

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He wasn't doing too much but trying to make himself more comfortable within the new area. It was so different from the Willows but he wasn't sure if it was in a good or bad way. He didn't mind the open fields with the one oak tree all that much. Granted he felt like he stood out a lot when out in the territory. He wasn't exactly ready to be sleeping with the rest of the pack yet. He singled himself out in the fields by the dip in the river that came through. It was easier to him emotionally, in all honesty.

His brain was rattled from his thoughts when a partially familiar voice called out to him. He turned around to give the older male a kind smile as his tail swayed behind him. This was Percy's dad if he remembered right. "Yeah, of course." He nodded his head as his tail stopped swaying and his face faded into a more neutral expression. The large male had to see this coming sooner or later. "I assume I got some blanks to fill in about the whole ordeal?" He wasn't sure how much the old man might know so BoJack was content to fill in anything needed. If it made everyone believe that he had done nothing wrong.

back in the 90s...