He found himself wandering, searching for something to entertain himself with in Ludicael. He had filled into his adult body, and F?licien felt a bit of pride in what he had become. He had gotten sick, so horribly sick, during the epidemic. He had pushed through it and survived. He padded along, his bi-colored eyes bright. He was happy in his life, working towards some place in his pack. He didn't know what would become of him... but he wanted to keep moving forward.
Head would lift slightly when he saw an unfamiliar form up ahead by the falls. He would watch her as he got closer, curiosity flicking within his gaze. What exactly was she doing? Ears would twitch as she spoke, a frown on his face. Pluto? He'd look around, not seeing another wolf. What was going on now...? F?licien would approach her, not yet realizing he was dealing with a blind wolfess. "Um excuse me... what seems to be the problem? You sound as if you're having trouble..." It was rude to eavesdrop but well, he couldn't help but make sure she would be okay at least.
"Speech"
