a crooked nook

She seemed rather confused when he had accidentally spoken in his native tongue, but Varon was un-phased. It seemed to be a common response. If there was anything that made him rather uncomfortable, it was her size, but even then, it didn't bother him enough to be thrown off. She seemed rather nice and non threatening. "My name is Okami," she introduced. The name was foreign to his ears, but still beautiful. Purple orbs would follow where she was looking - the strawberries. "Strawberries are my favorite, but they're not really ripe until summer time.." The girl tried to make some small talk, though it was one of the things he disliked the most. Regardless, he looked in interest as they were different than the ones that grew in his home town. "It's a shame they're not ripe now, I'm dying to try another strawberry." Okami seemed rather saddened to see that the berries weren't edible, but all Varon could think of was, why would a fellow wolf like him like berries in the first place? There was a need to sometimes eat some vegetation to help get over an illness, but she wanted to eat those strawberries because of the taste.

Nostrils flared, attempting to catch the scent of the strawberries. It was sweet, indicating that they would soon be ripe enough to eat. "Varon," the Russian replied, staying silent for a few moments after, eyeing the scenery that surrounded them. "The idea of someone eating strawberries for the taste is strange to me. Are they really that tasty?" Perhaps the berries here taste better than the ones near his home pack. Earthly-toned body began to roam around, swallowing the whole area up with his eyes so he could remember it for the future. They then had settled down upon the bigger albino female named Okami, now trying to decipher her nature out as well. It was then that the scent of her pelt had fully reached him - a pack wolf. She was a pack wolf, which was expected due to her age. Varon kept silent, waiting for a reply. He was unsure of what else to really say, hoping that the girl could keep the conversation going so he didn't have to.