Find wolves? He could do that easily. Keep them around, well, he supposed he'd try. For
her. He nodded, with resolution seated firmly inside each eye. It would take time, dedication, but damned if he was going to tell his sister no.
Things turned more intimate then, an anxiety that was as natural a reaction for him as birds fleeing snakes creeping in. It was only Avella and Leotie that could get him to suffer through it at all, because he really did love them.
"Love you too, Ell," he replied with a knock of his paw into her shoulder, meant to ease the sobering effect the conversation had. The grin on his face was far more sheepish that normal for Scully, but still it was genuine as the words he casually spoke were deeply felt.
"I promise."
It was hard for him to lie to Avella even when he wanted to; she was certainly the wolf he was most honest with, by leaps and bounds.
"Guess we better get a move on then, huh?" the grin spread across his maw as he trotted backwards, facing his sister while leading the way onwards.
To the Ridge.