Astraios was tanning a pelt when a voice unexpectedly called out to him. Honestly, getting house calls was so far from expected that he tilted his head to the side for a moment. Surprise and confusion crossing his muzzle for a moment. It didn’t take him long to recognise the voice, and when he did he shook his head. That kid, Spider, was certainly tenacious. For a moment, he thought about what it would be like to share the news of his recent adoption with a… friend. Even a probationary one. When did his life get so weird and complicated? Friends, and… a mother.
He trotted out to where Spider was waiting, and rolled his eyes at the dark pelted wolf. “Why would I be around, Spider? It’s not like I'm indentured to this pack or anything.” He said wryly, but there was a hint of amusement tugging at his muzzle.