Anemone had almost fallen asleep by the time Tasik had finished his meal. Pawsteps approaching her half-dozing form was enough to rouse her, though she was still mighty relaxed. Nothing like a nap after a rich seal-meat meal... which she would get to later. They let the man approach, unbothered, only raising their head when he began to speak.

She noted, with some humour, his distended belly. Clearly she was the only hungry wolf here, though it appeared he was better fed all round compared to her. Nemo gave him an easy smile, appreciating the compliment from someone who was obviously talented. Same to you, partner. She returned, playful, easy. You really saved my skin there. I might have starved if you didn't appear out of thin air. Speaking of which, he was taking this mighty well... though she suspected he was travelling alone to begin with, unlike her.

The assumption was almost immediately confirmed as he went on, surprising Nemo at her own perception. Oh yeah, I've met my fair share of the spiritual kind. Nothing to apologise for, though, really. They assured him, a warm smile on their face. Really, she could deal with worse than him. Nothing wrong with being a little antisocial!

She watched as he made himself comfortable, spreading his pale form out over the equally pale sand. From nowhere, really. Nemo had been a nomad for most of her life, never quite settling until she met Paz. The thought of the woman brought a great melancholy over her heart, so she quickly dismissed the thoughts. I've travelled ever since I could be on my own. In fact, I was still travelling when I came here. Seastar and her pups probably missed her fiercely, but she hoped they didn't wait for her. They would be okay. They had to be.

As for where to next... she sighed, then laughed. I have no idea. Anemone admitted, suddenly feeling aimless. I've honestly just been trying to get by. Surviving, I guess, as best as I can. It was difficult to think of what came next when every day felt like she got closer to death. Maybe when winter's over I'll plan ahead. She wasn't so sure, though. Maybe she'd come to appreciate the nomad life again, or try to settle. Time would tell.

And, yourself? Where you're from, where to next? They asked, turning to Tasik, having turned away from him briefly in thought.