DIDNT MEAN TO SCARE YOUR MOM / JOINER

[NOAH]

the trees whispering to the antler-adorned wolf didn't seem all that concerned about the being that had joined him, but noah sure was. this other... could he even call it a wolf? that was the only thing he knew, so that's what he called every sentient being that he came across. noah tipped his head back, bright green oculars widening in curiosity. how did a wolf get to be -- were those wings?! an audible gasp came from the boy as the other spoke, and he was soon stepping back to fully admire the other's unfamiliar appendages.

"what kind of wolf are you? you have wings? noah didn't know wolves could get wings!" he finally burst out, an awestruck tone coming to light in his voice. in his mind, that was just super cool and the only thing that he was focused on.

that is, until the trees interrupted him. you didn't answer his questions. they urged him, forcing the boy to rethink why he was here. "oh. noah is... here to.... what's that word? uh, be part of this pack! yeah, that's it. where's the other wolves at, noah can smell them but he can't see them." the child would babble, tiipping his head from side to side as he searched for the other 'wolves'. one more question then came rushing from his mouth: "uhhh what's a tanglefoot?"

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