out of time

Just visiting, hm, he was going to ask why but maybe he didn’t have to. Vulcan wasn’t really one to pry, in fact he didn’t really hold conversations well anyways. “I’m not from around here, I’m from a different region,” he said and flicked his ears, he was from far far away but that’s not like many cared anyways. He was sure that many wolves were wanderers and travellers and such. “I suppose I live around here though, I don’t have a permanent place to stay because I could care less about packs,” he said. “But I kind of wander around this area I suppose,” he explained and shrugged. Vulcan kind of liked not having a true home, the places around Boreas were quite interesting anyways.

“So if you’re not from around here, where are you visiting from?” he asked, “And why? It’s winter, there’s not a lot of prey or resources.” he noted, though maybe she would give him some type of answer. He probably wouldn’t understand it, or maybe he would.