Peeping Tom

Osiris smiled and nodded his cranium. Her words did speak truth, he should have lived by those words instead of thinking that pack wolves were higher than he was. Just like loners, they can have a family unit as well, just like he had his brother whom he still had yet to see after some time being here. His dual colored orbs happened to see the dame shivering a bit.

"You have a very nice name, Priscilla, it is an honor to meet you," he informed, keeping his usual smile upon his face as his tail continued to sway. He couldn't help but think of her as a possible friend. "Well...I have considered possibly joining a pack. I just don't want to disappoint anyone considering I've been a loner for a long time and I'm starting to grasp the basics of hunting and trying to learn more about herbs as much as I can." He thought back to when he was with his mother, her open wounds and her pained breathing. He wished he had the abilities to save her, but alas it was too late to do so. "I want to help others. I couldn't save my Mother when she was hurt, so I want to give back to as many wolves as I can regardless of their alignment," he explained, "So I appreciate you bringing up your pack name. Hopefully I'll come back and see about joining once I'm more familiar with these lands."

He didn't want to make the dame uncomfortable, but he was the cause of her falling into water so he had to pay her back somehow. He walked closer, making sure to stop a little distance to let her know what he was doing as he stayed close to her, giving her as much warmth as his smaller form could give her. It wouldn't be much, but at least she wouldn't be too cold. "I'm the reason you're cold so...let me pay you back for my stupid move," he grinned, an embarrassed expression on his face as well.