Change in plans?

The ghost had eagerly awaited his mothers return. Though lately hed been feeling distant. A want to be free he could calll it himself. Ruby had done a lot for him, but also he gave so much of himself away. During their time apart the albino had learned to enjoy his own company even he outtings with supposed pack wolves that his mother hated.

When she lay down on the dirt he approached cautiously. Staring over her ruffled pelt. "Did something happen?" he asked softly. His voice feeling foreign even to him. Yet ruby had explained rather well she hated it when he was so quiet. Even though it was the world he preferred over noise.