out of time

She couldn’t give him a reason as to why the seasons were backwards, it was mainly just the further south one went the more backwards it would become. He nodded, “That’s odd,” he said and huffed slightly, she did offer to be an exploring partner and he shrugged once again. He often preferred solitude rather than speaking to other wolves. Some wolves were complicated and too analytical, trying to hide things or be secretive when he really couldn’t give two shits about their lives or their pasts or whatever the hell they were doing. But this woman did seem pretty straightforward, interesting in fact.

“If I ever need an exploring partner, I’ll find you,” he said and smirked, “I don’t think you’d be very hard to find,” he said, noting her pelt and her appearance. Slowly he would stand up, the cool air hitting his back and he would slowly slip out from the waters. Quickly shaking out his pelt and trying to dry out his fur as much as possible. He could care less if he sprayed water on the other wolf because if she was smart enough she would get out of the way. To his surprise he wasn’t freezing yet but maybe that was just him, his fur still damp but at least not dripping and such. He looked at her with a smirk, “So anyways,” he started, “What’s your family like?” he asked.