Nothing in between - Moving back in

[ARVID R.]

It seemed as though more and more people were returning back to their homes, a rather good thing, at least in Arvid's humble opinion. While he was still continuing his seemingly endless search for the perfect furniture to fill his new home, he was glad that others seemed to be settling in once more. Plus, it was fun to pop in and see the various homes that people had, taking in their decorating styles and the little trinkets that they kept around. One could see a lot about a person merely by stepping inside their home and seeing what was kept the most carefully – what was valued the most. That was what drove the dire wolf to move from home to home, framing his curiosity as a simple desire to say hello to those that had returned to their abodes. He supposed he could've been honest about what he was doing, but... some people didn't enjoy being studied, as he had found out a few days ago. He had made an offhand comment to one of the other wanderers about what he had observed about them, only to get nearly tossed down the side of a hill in retaliation. Thank God for his long legs, really.

Eventually, the boy found himself at Byriath's house, occupied at the moment not only by the owner, but by Noemie as well. Noemie's strange telepathic words reached the canine as he approached, but it wasn't as if he was able to make sense of them. Tentacles? Any eyes? That sounded... unpleasant. He didn't comment on that for now, not really having any personal experiences with "immortals," as they called themselves. Instead, he lifted up one of his paws, muttering idly as he looked at it, "I wonder if my blood is a different color. Maybe yellow, like the odd parts of my pelt? Well... I'm sure I'll see some day." He could've cut himself to see it now, but... having to bandage himself up just to see what color his blood was wasn't exactly an attractive prospect. Shaking his head briefly from side to side, Arvid then focused on Byriath properly, questioning the other, "Hey, Byriath. How goes the move back in? I didn't think it would be quite so... damaging." He gestured at the other's injured paw then, chuckling lightly.

i wanna be the sand inside that hourglass