He knew not what he was getting himself into. He only knew the draw that made his black paws continue towards her, knowing that he should stop in some corner of his mind, but ignoring it completely. He had to be near her, had to. It was not anything he could question or fight. She appears to not move either, as he notices only a wave of her tail momentarily before they crash into each other. It was not intended to harm as their bodies collide and touch. He feels her and it feel right. It feels complete. He feels it all as he untangles with her, but choosing to sit awkwardly close to her as well.

He had said 'Mine', a word he intended to say that made sense. 'Yours mine' he knew was odd but he knew no other way to say it, his lava pools searching her face carefully for any sort of reaction to the words he said. His larger form sat close, his dark tail wagging behind him in a manner rather...happy. Her face was something that stuck with him. It was dark, with highlighted with white. It was a stunning look, and he could hardly peel his eyes off her most odd split eyes. He stared at them as he attempted to figure them out. It was almost like he was staring at jewels. He blinked, feeling the relief of the string that was starting to touch his eyes. He didn't want to miss a moment, and barely even knew the blink at this point.

He is pleased to hear the word 'Yes' flow from her mouth. It only causes his tail to wag more behind him. He was...right! It was odd, as he has never felt this way before. He has never felt so drawn to another and never felt like someone was his- but she was his and he was hers. Her word only confirmed it. Her next words though, have his ears fully forward and head tilting. He only understood two words of what she said, yes and together. The other words simply did not exist or process for him, and thus his face wrinkled with confusion.

"Immm...prints....S-oul. Together? Yes..." he repeats, his muzzle slowly moving in towards her own muzzle, but it does not touch. He is curious as he looks to her, wondering what it all means. Does she have the answers? She must, he knows it by simply looking at her.

"What does it mean...imprints, souls together...I, do not...understand," he states his lava jewels not taking themselves away from her for a simple moment. He was still aware of others that may be around, his attention to this fact making him uneasy and yet, right now he has to devote his attention to her.

"Mine, name...Singe, name of Mine, what is?" he asked, knowing many of the speaking wolves go by names as he had learned.