Full control

His daughters death had pushed a rift between him and reality. Due to the sickness that plagued them he had lost what was most important to him. Joyful, intelligent, so full of life had Vipera been. When the mushrooms began to grow he had been arrogantly confident in his healing skills to help her. In the end it was her own spirit in the mist that had told him to continue on. However, to make the acid concoction that he so desired it would take forever. He trekked through the hills in dismay. Somber even as the lack of his emotions was clear. When he first spotted the wolf he had hesitated below in the hills. She was a good two wolf lengths from him, but in the dark it was hard for him to even make out such things. In his state he was unsure if he even wanted to interact with someone of his own species. As an individual with already social anxiety he knew isolation from a single wolf was a sign he was not doing well.

"Hello? Do you need any help." The young ancora male tilted his head. Green eyes searching curiously as his tail flicked at the tip. He looked tired but didnt they all. In these trying time and in his grief he also wasnt even sure if he would slip up or not.