the winds have changed, can't you tell?

Satire had been thoroughly convinced. Soul. That definitely sounded like the name of a ghost to her. She wasn’t certain if she should be frightened… he seemed like a friendly ghost? I’m here. She started to pursue, her curiosity getting the best of her as she went on the quest for answers. She came across a wolf who certainly did look like a ghost, what with his eyes and all. She frowned at his words.

He didn’t seem certain, and it had her frowning more as she tilted her head to the side. “I… do you not know..? You kinda look like a ghost.” She had never seen such pale or glassy eyes like this before… and it had taken her off guard. She didn’t mean to give him an existential crisis, she certainly just didn’t know any better. “Wait! Ghosts can’t touch others.” She announced before running at him, aiming to tackle him playfully because certainly that would answer their question for them, right?