I'm Left To Discover On My Own

Sota wasn't trying to be poetic or wise or anything like that - what he'd said was simply how he felt. He lived firstly for himself, but secondly he wanted to make a positive impact on the world around him, however big or small. He'd never had grand goals like many of his peers growing up had; he wasn't destined for greatness by any means, but if he could do some good he would be content. What he knew too was that he needed to work on finding more of a concrete purpose. Aimless wandering didn't really suit him the same way it did some wolves. Having goals and responsibilities... that sounded much more appealing to him. "A pleasure indeed," he agreed, grinning slightly as he glanced toward Aranea. "I'd love that, though I should probably be going once I escape this place." Perhaps they'd meet again in the future, but for now he wanted to get out of this swamp without getting muchmore dirty than he already was.

-exit Sota?-