His mother would love these canyons… Káti rested his head on his paws as he peered out the entrance of one of the caves he'd turned into a temporary den while he tried to work some things out. Vitality had up and disappeared and Káti's connection to the other Diamachi wasn't as strong. Despite his best efforts he was feeing more alone than ever and for some reason it was driving him to seek out solitude rather than company. Turquoise eyes gazed out across the canyon when he noticed a dark shape descending into it. Huh? Another wolf? She was young, probably about her age. Quietly he crept out of the cave he'd been hiding in and began sliding his way down to the canyon floor to get a better look. Slipping quickly behind a rock formation he peered at her. Content simply to watch and imagine little stories about her. Maybe she was a runaway princess being chased by bandits… oh, oh, or a pirate! Yea she was probably a pirate and had some buried treasure hidden somewhere nearby.
