I’m a real boy

Ume’s been following Hana at a loping pace, uncaring if he’s caught but in no real hurry to catch up. he’s not quite sure what compels him to do it - that is, stalk his littermate - but he’s rarely one to question his instincts, so he settles at Hana’s peripheral and just kind of watches for a while. they seem…anxious, Ume supposes, those he’s not exactly the most observant or emotionally intelligent of wolves. but there’s a lot of sighing, and some mumbling, which is probably indicative of negative feelings. then they start yelling, so Ume crawls over on his underbelly and settles directly beside Hana, fixing them with a wide, unblinking eyes. ”what?” believe it or not, he’s trying to be polite.

ooc: using they/them for Hana just until Ume finds out about their preferred pronouns :)