{ louis had been doing his best to help out with cleaning up the destruction the creatures left behind. he has also been distracted, so it helps to use his hands for something. he finds he’s at the black lakes when he takes to one of his nightly walks. it’s technically morning for him, since the sun is nearly there on settling. he’s near the shade of a tree as to avoid the last bits of sun rays.

he hears the voice before seeing the individual. to say he’s slightly surprised is an understatement. louis has seen rocket around, but he hasn’t really interacted with him. let’s ignore the conflict of interest where his primarily source of blood are animals. to say it makes him hesitant is only pure truth. he had just gotten used to a shark man, so he’ll remain silent for a moment that gives away his hesitance before he gathers himself. truly, never mind the morality questioning. he decides to take in the sky as it darkens further. }

It can be peaceful some days. I believe we haven’t officially met. You went up for the Conclave. Rocket, was it? I was part of the last cohort.