Mortz is patient for a young wolf, it's strange how he just sits down as soon as she starts to talk, her voice sounding very pretty to his ears, he doesn't hear like her, with the music and what nots, he hears though and he notes the sadness in her voice, there might have even been a bit of distress there. Just a bit. He's to young to understand all that though, he just see's the sadness in everything she does, it's over powering. Probably the same as his sadness must over power her. When she talks of her mother leaving her he lifts a single huge paw as if a human would put a hand to their chest in perhaps shock or awe. "No no, mothers always love their children, protect them with all their hearts, there had to be a reason other than that she didn't want you. Your getting older you know, perhaps she felt it best that this was how you would learn your lifes lessions...."

Pan must be rubbing off on the little wolf pup, or maybe he was getting soft because of Everchime, either way, he seemed to know a few things, not many, but a few was better than none right? He see's the tears and moves forward bravely to lick the salty tears from her little eyes, he does not want to see her sad, she is pretty and pretty girls shouldn't cry. She says her name with a smile and a wag of her tail and through his boyish mind he thinks it is because he is here, because he has told her the right things. Good boy Mortz! "It's nice to meet you Riopat," he said rather shyly. He'd never met another pup really, there weren't many born in Glorall last spring and the only other pup he'd met was Aerith, Everchimes adoptive daughter and poor Ever didn't know where Aerith was, it was like she vanished over night.

"Oh yes, I do know of a few games, would you like to play tag? or perhaps chase the bunnies?" he was a hunter at heart and the game of chase the bunnies was his favorite game. He was still to young to have the right speed to catch the bunnies, he hasn't even tasted the fur yet to be truthful, he's more into fishing really. He wonders if there are fish out here. "or we could try to fish, if the fish are in the streams, momma taught me how to fish and says I'm a wonderful fisher" he said with a bit of pride and a puffin' of his chest. He was prepaired to take her mind off her family whatever way he could. He began to wonder, if her family was gone, wouldn't she need a place to stay? he doubted it was easy to get prey when your as small as them, even though Mortz was much bigger than Riopat.

"talks like this"