I Don't Know Why, I Don't Know Why

He and his mother had returned north after she had left Ares and Lyra with Chaos. He didn’t know why - she always complained about the cold and the drab colors that the north had compared to the southern continent - but he suspected that she was still hoping to find his aunt Artemis. It was really strange being back without his sister and brother, and his mother wandered off for longer and longer periods. She always came back with food, but she wasn’t really the best company. Aquila was… lonely.

Usually he stayed pretty close to their current den, but today after his mother left to follow her snare line, he had decided on a whim to go exploring. He’d been staring hard at one of his mother’s snares here - it hadn’t been tripped, so he could observe the way she set it up and try to figure out how she did it and why she’d put it where she did, since she wasn’t particularly interested in teaching him right now - when a strange chittering noise that wasn’t quite like a squirrel caught his attention.

The nebula-marked youth trotted off in search of the sound, curiosity reeling him in until he could see a young adult wolf calling up to a strange looking creature chittering towards him from the branches. Aquila pricked his ears towards the pair, blinking in amazement at the little creature. He’d never seen anything like that! He wondered if it would be offended if he studied it… “Good morning, sir,” he said earnestly to the older wolf. He was probably barely an adult, but he was still an adult, and a stranger at that, so Aquila tried to put his best paw forward and show the other male all the respect a grown up was supposed to be given. "It's a beautiful day, isn't it?"