He does not consider much about their age, as age was never really anything he particularly considered in his life. Life was simply a journey, a journey that never seems to end and yet he knows one day death will come to the both of them. It always seemed to find every living thing, and he knew it would come to him. He would discover what it means to be gone and no longer feel breath, but for now, he was simply following his dream-induced instincts, to bring the wolfess the raven and now allow any soul-stealing on this day. He was concerned with his...inattentive nature at times as he trespassed, and there was a certainly anxiety that came with it due to the lack of intention involved. Raven did seem to lull it a bit though with her words, of the alpha understanding and that she did consider his actions as a....kindness.

He was glad that she considered his action a kindness, instead of some complete oddity. It was nice to do something...well, nice for someone else. Unfortunately, it appears that Raven had been sick. Maybe the raven held her eyes so he could come and bring her some dinner in a time of need. Everyone gets sick at some point in their lives, and Starfall remembered his mother taking care of him when he was very young and not well. The least he could do was assist someone else in need, and the raven could be a decent snack to hold her over. He had no qualms with walking by her side and at her pace, yet he cannot stop himself from pushing forward and towards her whenever she appeared to stumble. He would lower his head slightly, since he stood quite a few inches above her, just to ensure she was well enough to continue on to her den without assistance.

"Well, perhaps the bird can help with your hunger coming back," he states grinning a bit awkwardly before her own questions tickled his ears. He knew he should have gone to visit his family, but perhaps Raven was a good excuse not to at the time. Maybe to find a friend, instead of being chewed out by his father.

"Oh, I am...fine, just, the same I suppose and...well, no, no I did not see them," he said with a touch of guilt in his voice. He knew he should have gone to see them, he was so close then. Yet, he could not bring himself to go back into those borders, not yet. Maybe one day, when he has a good reason and something to talk about. By the time he answers, the land had changed and been touched with more of Raven's scent. They were upon her den, and he looked at the willow where she chose to have as her home. It was a hill, and it was a rather...serene sight to behold in the dead of winter. He wondered what the spot looking like in spring, all green and thriving, but for now, the sight simply sparked his wonder. His eyes divert back to Raven, her own eyes looking at him as he lifts his brows slightly towards her as she offers for him to come in.

He freezes for a moment, like a black statue frozen in the winter snow. The only den he had been to other than his own was his parents. He had never really been...close to anyone. He kept his den away from the others in case he did dream walk. It tended to freak others out, not everyone, but some. Raven seemed to be the same way, as there was a distinct lack of other scents in the area. He was not about to reject her offer either as she enters her den, although it does take him a moment to gather himself and react. He moves his long limbs and shyly enters and lingers initially at the mouth of the den as she lay to the left side, her whine only causing his ears to flash forward. He enters further after she is comfortable, although he is a bit...unsure of what to do. There were dead animal skins around, but he did not mind it at all. It was rather...interesting really. He manages to settle in the middle, looking around at her den as he speaks.

"You chose an beautiful location. I imagine it is stunning in spring," he states with his tenor voice, as he sniffs one of the dead skins close by. "Do you collect these?" he asks, wondering if they come to life as he had seen before...but from what he has figured out, the skins that he had seen come to life were not real, and that was all in his dream world. It was still...hard to tell, but he was pretty sure these were not going to jump up and talk to him just yet. His turned his star-touched head towards her, awaiting her answer and looking her over to ensure she was comfortable.