Wylan gave Sen a small smile, and playfully wiggled his toes at the other wolf’s nose. A half-hearted gesture as he wrestled with his emotions. “It’s okay Sen, it’s not your fault. It just still feels very fresh is all” He said with a soft sigh. His mother was the softest wolf he knew, and her lessons were colourful and fun. He missed her a lot and it hurt that Warden had decided to go with them. He had always thought he and Warden were the closest… he pushed that thought aside and gave his friend a little bit of a bigger smile.
Trying to turn the conversation around a little he asked. “So, did you have a really small family?” he asked, remembering Sen’s comment of sleeping cold, and the surprise at the size of Wylans.
"Seneca" || "Wylan"
As his 'companion' Krakarak may enter any of Wylan's threads without warning