He would miss her eyes roam over his odd coat, everyone usually took some kind of double take after meeting him. He wasn't much different from his brothers, they all shared a rather similar coat colors and markings. He was the odd one though, with the giant ripped off pieces of color that ran down his face and side. Apparently it had come from his grandfather, not that he was willing to thank the man. She would go on to ask another question, had he been looking for something? He was not in search of anything physical that was sure, unless you were to count his missing father. Maybe that's was why he took to wandering so much, he was internally searching for a father that had abandoned him. "Home gets too boring," would be the easy answer, "sometimes I just like to get out and go somewhere." a shrug would follow his statement like being here was really on no coincidence. "But today I traveled as far away from home as I ever have." An addition he found himself proud of.
