Home Sweet Tree House

Seneca watched quietly as Wylan dragged his own bedding closer, a little confused at first. He didn't mind, though, and smiled up at the much larger wolf as he settled in. He was used to sleeping alone, far away from any other warm bodies, so the gentle warmth that his side offered would be welcome. He felt awkward, being so close to another living being that wasn't Pollux, truly unsure of how best friends interacted outside of their escapades of the day. The small boy spun once, then twice, and found a comfortable spot to bed down, just as close to Wyl as before.

"Oh it's okay, I'm used to it. This'll actually be the warmest I've ever been at night, probably." Seneca snorted quietly, chin on his paws as he looked to Wyl's face. "How many siblings do you have? It seems like you have a really big family." Except for Iggy, if Seneca could remember correctly, everyone he had met or who Wyl had spoke about were related to him in some fashion. It made him feel almost sad about his own family, but in an extremely fleeting way. He had already settled his feelings on them.

"Seneca" || "Wylan"