Wylan had grown up in a loving home, surrounded by friends and family. As he grew into adulthood, he felt he was watching every last bit of it crumble away. Those in his family that remained were growing in different directions. He was struggling to come to terms, and with the sudden collapse of his treehouse all those emotions seemed to be coming to a head. He didn’t know how to deal with it all.
He sighed when Spider pushed his chin up, and he leaned his head against the other wolf. Appreciating their presence and support more than he could say. “I don’t like… being alone, Spider. I’d never really been alone before.” He admitted. He knew he was spoiled for affection before this, and he was feeling the loss dramatically now.
"Speech"
As his 'companion' Krakarak may enter any of Wylan's threads without warning