Exploring

The wolf spokely a little strongly, but wylan wasn't one to judge. He did his best to follow along, gaining the wolf's name and a question for his own. “Nice to meet you, Redrum. Are you from Insomnia?” He asked politely, the scent of that pack vaguely familiar from its proximity. Even if he didn't come out here that often. 


His tail still swished warmly behind him, and his own posture relaxed a little more. Seating his rump on the grass behind him. “I'm wylan fatalis” he introduced himself in turn. He nudged a wing, pointing it in the general direction behind him. “I'm from the Armada”