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Gotham didn't know much about humans at all, and didn't think anything of the fact that there were these strange buildings out in the woods. It seemed to be a fact of life that the extinct creatures had left their structures almost everywhere, even where one might not expect to find them. He merely assumed that their presence would be a given, and upon the presumption that other wolves wouldn't find them odd, Gotham let them slip by. They did house an immense amount of mystery, though, and there was a sort of grandeur in that. The raven-furred pup had a fondness for the things that were not familiar to him, and for this reason alone the boy would grant them some attention. Not yet, though - his uncle was here!
With the little nudge, Gotham pulled his head a little backwards before doing a little bounce toward his uncle, a wide grin across his face. The Italian words thrilled him, the lifting and falling rhythm of the language so pleasant to his little ears. Giggling a little bit at what Uncle Ehno said, he nodded and replied, "Sì, Zio, mi alleno ogni giorno!" And, though it might be true that he forgot to practice his pouncing once and a while, he did it as often as he could. He wagged his tail as he thought about how much he must have improved for his uncle to notice. They hadn't seen each other for a while, but surely his superior pounce was not only due to his growing size and strength.
Grinning, the boy tried to think of a reply to the next question. There wasn't really a good answer, as he had simply wandered away, but perhaps that was just it! "Mi avventuro!" Almost every time he left his home it was an adventure, and this was perhaps the boldest yet! With a wide grin, he asked, "Vuoi venire con me?" The pup's cerulean eyes were wide as he stared up at his uncle. It was exciting to explore by himself, but having some company, especially Uncle Ehno, whom he had not seen for a long time, would be quite pleasant.