Sex: MaleHis words were not quite convincing enough, and as the larger she-wolf offered a slew of words that revealed not only her hesitance, but perhaps a disinterest in the thought of joining a pack. Of course, the swarthy wolf understood her reasoning quite well – he had flitted from pack to pack after he and Mirren had gone separate ways.. now, he was content to be back at his brother’s side along with his sister and looked for no more than that.
Tipping his muzzle in indication of understanding, the male’s bright eyes gleamed as he flicked his tail idly. “Of course,” he offered then, and with a tip of his muzzle once more, Nios’ dark paws began to slide him away. There was no point to lingering much longer. “Take care of yourself, and perhaps I’ll see you around.”
Very much like his father, the swarthy wolf saw no more point to the conversation, and with his words, took his exit. His paws did not round back to the direction of Secret Woodlands, however – he wanted to drift further throughout Relic Lore and revisit lands he had not seen in years. Time had a funny way of passing so quickly.
'cause its home, but it's gone
