Wylan was grabbing some more snacks from the buffet when he saw a wolf take a seat at the edge of the crowd, looking worn and tired. He grabbed a little more food, and trotted over towards the colourful stranger. The older wolf had seated themselves on the grass, and he stopped a polite distance from him.
“Hello, I’m Wylan! Are you here for the festivities?” He asked, though the sad face on the other wolf seemed to indicate otherwise. How strange, to be somewhere so excited and to be so sad. “I got you some food, if you want to try it?” He continued, his words sweeping away from him as he held out a paw, offering up the food.
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As his 'companion' Krakarak may enter any of Wylan's threads without warning