He was not sure all of what the title loner meant but heard lonely but still he was unsure. He knew loneliness and accepted it as part of pack life well of his father’s pack… He was use to it and perhaps all of the demon pack was and yet he knew some stayed with the others like mother and father. It was to complex of a balance for him in his youth to understand. He looks over the grey girl as she speaks of her mother. He knew of death and knew his kind could cause it and wanted to know how the mother of the Aviias died but he kept quiet on the subject by keeping himself preoccupied.

When the massive Aviias became less tall she had nudged him and was encouraged to continue his games. He was now able to climb over her with a triumphant smile. He jumped from her onto the ground with sure feet he landed to move and try to cross the fluffy mass she was before returning to sit between the pair for his lesson in tree catching squirrels. As Shiloh says no he draws and ear back with a look of complaint and as he is leaped over; he fallows at her heels.

He looks at the water with curiosity and he puts a paw in he splashes as he moves to where the water is at his belly and sloshes about picking his feet up higher than he say Shiloh do. “Then we will learn the squirrel?” He asked looking at the things that circled his legs. He plunged his muzzle in and withdrew it sneezing and coughing. He snarled and snapped at the water mad it had treated him so harshly. This was not as fun as he thought but was growing hungry. “Can we eat the fish?” He questioned as a splashing tiny creature zipped by drawing his attention further from the shallows.

He can no longer feel the sandy bottom as he tried to catch the shinny fish. His muzzle falls beneath the surface. He lifts his muzzle as he splashes trying to stay on the surface he managed to glimpse Shiloh before the murky blackness sweeps over his eyes again. He is not happy but he is still he is kind of afloat. He passes by something furry and latches on with his small teeth trying to regain himself to go back to the dry ground. Unbeknownst to him he is managing to stay afloat and decides to keep hold of his fluffy flotation device hoping it would take him back to the shallow end.