It takes a funeral to make you feel alive

His blue eyes took in the territory as it began to change and the bare trees came into view. His fur prickled slightly as he thought he could feel the presence of spirits, this place was to be respected for sure. His aunt was the one of the three sisters that had a supposed connection with the spirits, her aura always gave him the willies when he was alone with her, he didn’t know if it was the power he felt she had or that spirits fallowed her a lot. He was sure if he was alone this place would give him the same feeling, but thankfully he was in the company of his new friend. His attention and his eyes turned back to her as she began to speak a little more on the island, but she didn’t have much which was okay. There would be time to go back and explore for the both of them. He was glad she was able to help some wolves out of some predicaments hopefully her kindness would be a lasting memory.

”Well that’s okay I’m sure there will be time eventually to go back to collect herbs and explore,” he said trying to make light of things.

In his eyes it was always good to be able to help someone out no matter how small or how big the situation may be. He kinda hoped that he could include that in his pack, but he hadn’t had any time to think further on it. He would have no problem taking an injured wolf in and healing them though even if it meant they wouldn’t stay. She understood the lack of faces he had run into around here, growing up she didn’t run into many either. It was such a great place in the south that it made him wonder why? Why did it seem so deserted? She mentioned the further south she went the more she ran into, that must be the hot spot. He nodded vary thankful for her offer.

”That would be great! Maybe we can find a bunch of loners hanging around looking for a home” he said with a smile.