Chord had certainly lacked drama in his life so far of course it wasn't particularly a bad thing but he certainly longed for some excitement within his life. All those interesting stories had grown boring and it was his own adventures he wished for, it was perhaps bad then that in children's stories the good guy always won, for he truly wasn't expecting anything bad might happen to him. Fortunately despite all his hardships Kyda seemed harmless albeit a little odd with his strange way of talking that left Chord having to think more about words than he had in a long time.
He simply gave a steady nod of agreement in respond to the first jumbled comment, not really sure what to say to it. The latter however of course required further speech and fortunately it therefore seemed a little easier to find something to say. "I'm Chord Destruction." He introduced himself, as ever with the hint of pride at his heritage. He didn't recall the mention of any wolf called Kyda nor did this man particularly resemble any Destruction wolves that he had ever seen before, but all the same the full name was how the russet and white male would introduce himself.
"So, what are you up to Kyda?" Chord questioned, intrigued as to what had gripped the male's thoughts so much that he hadn't seen him. He wouldn't make any assumptions that perhaps there was mentally something wrong with Kyda, he could just have a funny way of talking.
