[/html]Oak had thought about leaving Haven Manor and venturing off to live on his own. He felt it would bring him a bit more independence, perhaps like it did Alder when he left to live in the Court. Yet, Oak would never do such a thing now. After the Fall, and the war with AniWaya there was no way the rusty male would leave his mother defenseless as he had before. He nodded at the dark male, understand well that the mansion was not for everyone. Some don’t like living so closely together. Other’s would rather have a den. He spoke with a smile and a shrug.
Kota did seem to be a bit different. The clothing that he wore was not that of a human kind, as he had seen some wolves wear. It was a more primitive sort, from what Oak could see. But clothing had not been something his mother had taught him to use as a pup or adolescent and so the male hadn’t come to habitually need it. He was happy in his own fur, Optime formed or Lupus.
You seem like the type that likes open spaces. Oak spoke, the assumption not a judgmental one but more of an educated guess.
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