Where Your Reality Drowns

Incubus listened intently as she responded to his explanation. "You must not be too terribly close to family then." The dark male shook his head in response and thought on that for a moment. He wanted to be close to his family, in some capacity. But, he really didn't know who they were now. His mother was likely the same but what of his littermates or his half-siblings? "No, they likely think I am dead." It was stated in a matter of fact way and void of any dramatics. It was the truth, why would they assume otherwise. It was also why Incubus was procrastinating when it came to calling on any of them. He was a little bit hesitant to announce his homecoming but he knew the longer he waited the worse it would be.

Moving onto her situation the fae revealed both rank and pank. Incubus offered a firm nod, "Sounds like quite the station." He offered a slightly more lighthearted grin as he slowly stood on all fours. He gently shook some of the debris from his fur before deciding to step forward into the creek. The inky male dipped his head down to take one last lap at the crisp water before sauntering his way across the creek, towards Cass. Incubus looked her over a touch longer as he grew closer. With only a few feet between them his head cocked to the side and his steps ceased. "My goal here in the Prairie was to do a bit of exploration." A small pause as his eyes poured into her own. "Would you like to join me?"

Without an answer Incubus ripped his attention away from her and began moving towards a small hill that appeared to be a warren for Rabbits. He wasn't in the mood to hunt but he was curious enough to take a peek at their burrows.

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