New faces in old places

Emotions were mixing and blurring and leaving a strange feeling somewhere between unbearable pain and complete emptiness gnawing at him in his gut. He felt guilty for overreacting to his mother's actions before he arrived in Celestial, but he also just... didn't feel up to apologizing. He still wanted to find a way to cast blame for his feelings at her paws. It was just a dumb mess and he was sick of worrying about it. So, he set off to explore more of the territory he was now calling home. It was better than sitting around moping.

As he padded through the long grasses, lost in thought, the scent of another male close by drew his attention. Never one to let a new face go without introducing himself in the most chipper way possible, Amos trotted to find the other wolf who smelled much more strongly of pack than he himself did as a new member.

When the pale boy was in sight Amos barked out a friendly greeting, trotting right on over and grinning, the previously solemn expression having evaporated entirely. "Hey, I'm Amos, I'm new here. What's your name? Whatchya doin'?" He didn't mean to be overbearing, though he probably came off way too talkative. His intent was mostly to immerse himself in conversation quickly so he could better ignore the emotions at the back of his mind.