This was probably the most normal Mudhound had ever seen, at least to Wolfhive. He was used to the endless attempts of being upbeat and he wasn't sure how worried he should be about the oversized puppy's mental health.
It was hard, trying to formulate words around loss when he himself was so inexperienced. Because yeah, wouldn't it be great if one could just wave their tail and make the pain stop? Life didn't work like that, though, so when the Thunderpath distraction came he was glad, as he wasn't sure what to say. He knew enough to know that no word could fix the hole in Mudhound's heart.
"..car?" Once again, Mudhound was proving themselves an odd one with their words. He understood monster well enough, but his senses were so dulled by the sickness it was hard to have a true bearing on where they were.
".. what else.. could make.. that... sound?" Mudhound was right, of course - it didn't have the same vibration or roar, but it was unfamiliar and he didn't like it.
As they ventured through the dense forest, the unfamiliar noise began to make sense to Wolfhive - it reminded him of rainfall, torrenting against the earth. But there was no rain, and he began to wonder if this was another instance of spirits messing with the world. Until he saw it: the vegetation broke just enough to reveal a small pond, and more importantly, the twin waterfalls that fed it.
He'd seen some things, but nothing like this, and stood in quiet awe.
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