I don't care

An ocelot? He had never met one of those before! Perhaps his tumble wasn't completely bad. "And oc-lot?" He began, stumbling over the word, "I've never met an ocelot before, Ms. Cena. 'Sowry, if I was rude for asking." In the seconds following, the other would ask his name, and his small tail would wag, thumping against the ground gently. "My momma called me Seth Famine, and I think my last name was Jae-...Jaeger." Her carefully pronounced.

Teeth met his scruff, as he scampered towards the woman, his paws scrambling against the dirt as she helped him out. Paws firmly on the outside ground, he gave himself a little shake and plopped on his haunches, looking up at the larger wolf."Thank you, ma'am, for helping me out." A small smile would flicker on his jaws, his tail wagging feebly as he stared at the pair, blissfully unaware as to who had just saved him.


ooc- he's going to glaciem generally, but he can always ask cat if she knows the way? :o