Ain't even an accurate story. [ Alby absolutely catches the way that he looks over at his cloak, rolling his eyes a little in response to the glance. People are ridiculous, but he should be used to it by now. It's part of the reason why he'd opted to drift away from society as a whole, after all. He should probably cuff him upside the head for the sarcasm, but it means he's a little less riled.
The caution's to be expected, though, but he just moves on easily from it as he goes to walk past him to where the cloak's been put up to dry from the snow. He crouches down next to the fire, reaching out to get some wood from the side of the fireplace to prod around at the logs already burning. ] Some wolves do, some wolves don't. Depends on the wolf.
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The caution's to be expected, though, but he just moves on easily from it as he goes to walk past him to where the cloak's been put up to dry from the snow. He crouches down next to the fire, reaching out to get some wood from the side of the fireplace to prod around at the logs already burning. ] Some wolves do, some wolves don't. Depends on the wolf.