We've got obsessions

Quelt would notice his tension and nearly give the same reaction. But he understood, being a stranger after all. Connections only got him so far, personally he had to make them trust him themselves. He smiled though when he accepted, he learned not to get too formal at first it was rude even if he was a very open man. He gave a relieved brush of his maw. Before his eyes looked at the man.

"I hope that we can connect more in the future and become friends." Quelt said with questions flick of his tail. "Would you like to know anything? About myself or the pack." That was a good start yes? Damn he was nailing this social thing now. Ever since he left home he had become rusty but it was becoming easier.