You Pulled Me In

"A pleasure indeed!" He returned the pleasantries with ease, his smile spreading nearly from ear to ear. As much as he appreciated the wolves he'd met within The Hallows so far, it was good to see a familiar face. He was even more grateful to see that Aranea had found somewhere to settle down, even if only temporarily - she'd seemed a bit discontent with the instability of her past. Perhaps she'd be able to find some steady ground here to stabilize herself. Sota was beginning to think The Hallows would be good for him in more than just a physical sense. Perhaps here he could begin to grow again, once his physical body was properly healed.

He looked taken aback for a moment at her question, as if surprised his limp was so obvious. Of course it was - but he'd gotten used to it by now, and truthfully it had gotten much better these last few weeks. "It's nothing big, really," he quickly tried to assuage her worries. He wasn't the type to like others pitying him or even worrying over him. "I just had a bit of a fall. Well, a good fall, but it's no matter. I managed to drag myself here and I've offered my services, once I'm well, for a place to safely heal," Sota explained, sounding dismissive though wanting to explain to her since she seemed curious. "They've been great, though! The springs are a good help, too. I'm hoping now I can get around a bit more and meet the rest of the wolves here instead of staying holed up like some hermit." It'd taken him a long time to get used to interacting outside of his tight-knit group when he'd first come to Boreas, but it was getting easier with time - and the truth was that Sota wasn't a terribly solitary wolf a the end of the day, "And what brought you here, if you don't mind me asking?"