7/15/2026, 12:11 AM
Initially, Damian wondered if wolves couldn’t communicate through words. Or, maybe he couldn’t speak the language. His ears lowered at the thought. That would complicate an already complicated situation. He merely returned the stare and stood awkwardly under her gaze until something shifted in her features. At the sound of her voice, Damian exhaled, relieved.
I have to admit, I’m really hoping you know where we are.
His tail, which had begun to sway as she spoke, slowed for a moment.
Or at least that you’re as lost as I am.
His gaze returned to her as she introduced herself, and he offered a reassuring smile despite their predicament.
He motioned in the direction from where he came. He’d nearly fallen into the river when he saw his reflection - the red hues coating his doggish face. If Kiva was also lost, he wondered if she, too, had died and woken here in this forest, but how does one ask such a strange question without seeming crazy? Or rude? Damian chose to keep that thought to himself for the moment, tucked into a pocket for another time.
I have to admit, I’m really hoping you know where we are.
His tail, which had begun to sway as she spoke, slowed for a moment.
Or at least that you’re as lost as I am.
Well,He swung his head to peer at the vast trees encircling the pair,
I wish I had an actual answer for you, but it appears we’re both lost. I’m not exactly from around here, you see.
His gaze returned to her as she introduced herself, and he offered a reassuring smile despite their predicament.
I’m Damian. It’s good to meet you, Kiva,Damian lifted a paw out of habit before remembering that he didn’t actually have hands to shake. Neither of them did. He settled for a polite nod of his head instead,
I’m sorry I don’t have better news for you regarding where we are. It’s been a… weird morning. I’ve walked a bit of it and the forest continues that way. There is a river back there as well, if you need fresh water.
He motioned in the direction from where he came. He’d nearly fallen into the river when he saw his reflection - the red hues coating his doggish face. If Kiva was also lost, he wondered if she, too, had died and woken here in this forest, but how does one ask such a strange question without seeming crazy? Or rude? Damian chose to keep that thought to himself for the moment, tucked into a pocket for another time.
Have you been lost for long?He elected to ask instead. He noticed a pile of herbs sitting near her, as if placed there purposefully,
Out foraging and took a wrong turn?