It seemed Pumpkin Eyes wasn’t keen on having the bulky kid sticking around either. Perfect. He had regretted asking as soon as the words tumbled off his tongue just in case the strange boy decided it was a pack he was looking for. Fortunately for the dynamic duo the stranger was definitely not Edge material. And there were plenty of other neighbouring packs he could go pester.
Yeah, don’t sweat it kid, we can help you get out of here, he assured with a sharp nod, his tail lashing out behind him. Thanks to his photographic memory Sachiel knew the falls and the surrounding woods like the back of his paw, for he spent most of his time exploring (with and without Pumpkin Eyes). He nudged his greyscale companion’s shoulder with his nose, indicating that it was time to get moving and escort the stranger away from pack borders.