Why? Why was he so stuck on this whole situation? Hocus was barely even a mother to him, Acid got all of the attention. She was the princess Hocus had wanted, and he was the mistake she brought into the world and alienated. He was nothing but an alien to her. Often he wondered if he was even hers, if he was really an actual alien instead. It would explain the differences in appearance, though he did not know of his grandfathers cursed appearance - How he was of the same dark coloration.

Now that Hocus was dead, he felt like there was a weight lifted from his shoulders. He was free. He was no longer some alien that was bound to Acid by blood, part of him wanted to actually obtain a connection with her but the other part wanted to leave her and those memories all behind. He wanted to be his own person - Yet some part of him still believed he was just a poor alien boy. He let Acid talk him into a charade of letting their half siblings know of their mothers passing, and the father if he would hear them out. From what the alien boy could understand, they did not leave on good terms.

Still he trudged on with his sister, hoping, wanting to find somewhere he could drop her ditzy self off and continue his life. She would be fine, she was a pretty face, easy, and a total space, but she wasn't dumb. He sighed, wanting to find this place sooner, but of course the trip was agonizing and long. He was stone cold and silent to his sister, while she rambled on about nonsense and tripped off of her mushrooms she was so fond of. He finally settled into a den with her for just a bit to rest, dreams of him being of another family grew on him, one where he was indeed not from this world.

When he finally awoke, he found himself panicked that his sister was gone from the den. When his charcoal head popped out of the hole, he found she wasn't even in the area. He grew frantic for a second, running out of the den towards a clearing, snow crunching under his paws and cold air piercing his pelt. He grew spaced once he came to a stop. Maybe now he really was free . . . His orbs watched the snow that was falling from trees, not blinking. He couldn't shake his trance as his mind raced with things he could now do as a free man. That was until he flinched from another being rushing past him. He scattered back, his violet orbs wide and his mouth agape as he watched the snow fly from a blonde and ivory girl.

He watched her, studying her for a brief moment as she presented herself. She was bubbly, curious about him. He wondered what in the world would be going through her head to launch herself at an unknown wolf. If wolves were that strange and trusting around here then Acid really would fit in well. "I never thought someone else would be here. Do you know much about this place?" He fixed his posture, standing straight with a face of mystery. No one could ever tell what he was feeling behind his features. "No, I only just arrived here within the past day with my sister." He said, his voice deep and cautious. "Who are you?"