the adventure of [unnamed hero]

Life was proving to be an adventure far stranger than he'd ever expected, with various twists and turns along the way that he couldn't have imagined in his wildest dreams. Nothing really surprised him anymore, especially seeing a young girl wearing a mask, obviously busy doing something that she deemed important. Though he was precariously close to the borders of a pack - hers, he presumed, by the scent that wafted after from where she stood - he wasn't worried, as he was doing nothing wrong. If anything, he was protecting one of their yearlings from other wolves who could potentially be dangerous to her. He, after all, was hardly the least bit dangerous.

She seemed pleased by his compliment, which earned a bright laugh from the smaller wolf. Though she was quick to admit he wasn't bothering her, she didn't seem inclined to tell her name right away. "I wouldn't tell a soul," he promised, happy to humor her. "I'm not really from these parts, so no one to tell anyway." For a moment he stopped, considering it. "I think your hero name depends on a few things though. What kind of hero do you want to be?" Sota asked her, tilting his head to the side as he observed the girl. "Do you want to be the kind of hero that helps protect their friends and family? Or maybe a quiet hero who steps in for those who have nobody else to help them? Or maybe something else entirely?" It was a loaded question, so he wouldn't be surprised if she wasn't sure how to answer it.