Adventurers' Map

Regulus’ apology and introduction was met with acceptance, and her own introduction. Ganja. Hadn’t his grandmother shown him and Zuriel a plant by that name, and said never, ever to eat it? Of course, this Ganja was green enough that the wholly childish part of his brain supposed that she could be related to one, but that was silly. Plants couldn’t make babies… Though, how babies were made, he wasn’t sure. They just happened. Poof, they were there.

”Ganja’s a pretty name.” He offered honestly. ”And you are cool. I’ve never met a green wolf before.” She stood, and it seemed to hardly make a difference, and mentioned that he’d fall over if he met her brothers. ”Really? What do they look like?” His grin was wide, jaws panting happily. Her question gave him a pause. ”No. I’m the only male in my litter. I have two sisters, but my youngest sis is missing. It’s just me and Zuriel, and mother and father. Faite is the one missing… We’ll find her.” He finalized with great confidence. Cinder swatted his shoulder with a pawful of claws and he yipped.

”Ouch! Oh, sorry; and this is Cinder. She’s my friend.” Regulus amended, as the Somali kitten poked her head over the top of his skull and peered down at the ruby eyed green pup with bright sapphire eyes full of curiosity. ”Hello!” Her squirrel like fluffy cinnamon tail rose high in feline friendliness.

Regulus smiled down at Ganja, tail wagging. ”So do you live out here?” So far, his voice hadn’t betrayed him with any more squeaks or cracks. However, that was unlikely to last. It never did.