Of Two Galaxies

Mithras was glad and relieved to see that Surreal seemed more than happy to release him. Overall he was quite happy with how their meeting had gone! Perhaps they were not the best of friends yet but he was looking forward to working and interacting with Celestial in the future. Plus, he couldn't wait to tell the girls he'd seen a wolf who was just red and no other colors mixed in. He was used to mottling like they had or neutral tones like those of most natives, but just one color? They'd hardly believe him. "It was a pleasure to meet you both," he said with a nod of respect. "And right back atcha," he said in response to her offer of aid. Having another pack in his debt wouldn't be the worst thing in the world, after all, he thought with a bit of mirth though he was uncertain if he'd truthfully be able to keep any sort of I.O.U in mind anyways.

He watched for a moment as the two departed, and when he himself turned as well he couldn't help but think of the future, and all it would bring to their doorstep, both good and bad. It would be impossible to guess with any kind of accuracy, and he wasn't about to worry himself to death over what he couldn't control. Of course, Mithras planned to take it in stride. As he curved his path towards what smelled like a prairie dog's warren, he wore a smile on his face.