Amusement drifted to the male’s gaze at the roll of the she-wolf’s eyes. Whether it was because she believed his question to be silly, or the answer, he was uncertain. Still, she humored him, and for that he was grateful. His ears cupped forward as she spoke, and he was slightly surprised at the answer. He had almost expected most of the valley’s inhabitants to be born within the area, not coming from the outside, like he supposedly was. He offered her a nod, not fazed by her subtle warning – face ripping.


The darker male also offered insight, followed with an invitation to his pack lands. Phineas blinked to this, not expecting such an outcome. “Thank you for the offer, but I will decline. I am uncertain if my travels have ended or not,” he responded, offering a half-hearted smile in the male’s direction. His life had changed drastically – never before had he considered leaving Asphodel Meadows for a new home, and yet here he was. If he was to settle and build himself a new life, he had best do it properly.


With a flick of his ivory tail, the male stretched his figure leisurely, his muzzle bowing down to the couple gratefully. “Thank you for your time, both of you,” he murmured respectfully, his large figure straightening now. “I believe I’ll be on my way now. There’s never any rest for a lone wolf who wishes to survive,” he surmised, releasing a low sigh that could have been mistaken for a chuckle. “Take care.” With that, the ivory male turned, weaving his way along the stretch of lands before him. Exploration was a key to knowledge, and he had much ground to cover and little time to do it.