Loneliness Lingers

The thought of having some water to drink made him become thankful and happy. He had not had some water to drink for some time, and his throat was becoming dry and he definitely thought he was beginning to have some dehydration. He would nod in response to her, but then she would ask if he was around here. He wasn't, but he had become a nomad ever since he lost his family, and he definitely should look for a pack to join or perhaps a land where he could call home and just be by himself.

"No, I am a nomad. I just walk and go wherever my legs take me, Ma'am. I apologize about scaring you earlier. I was just out of it due to being over-heated you might say. I wouldn't hurt someone on purpose unless they attack me, but I guess with me being blind I would not have a good chance of defending myself," he would chuckle playfully, "Are you around here, or on any of these lands?" He would ask, raising an eyebrow in question.