The other wolf had said his name, so clearly they had met before. The other wolf then said their name, Rivaxorus II one of Arian’s sons. He remembered now Arian had had a litter while he was in Sonticus, he had remembered trying to train them in the art of defense…it hadn’t gone very well. Now here was one of them and they had just said that they were Arian’s son but in a way they made Kreft think that they almost hated the idea of saying their mothers name. Now he had held Arian in high regard, he respected her now even if he hadn’t a couple of years back. To hear her name said in a disrespectful manner it made him cringe and even feel a twinge of anger at the boy. “So I see that you can remember me, what makes you say your mother’s name in such a disrespectful way. I’ve half a mind to knock some sense into you boy, Arian is a woman to be respected not treated like last week’s deer. Regardless of whether or not she allowed that…Sin into her pack that is no reason to disrespect her, she is still your mother after all.” He had said Sin’s name in almost the same way that the boy had said his mother’s name, he loathed the piece of scum then and now and would until that abomination was dead. The words that he had said held no hint of rudeness in them but a sense of sincerity, he really felt like Rivaxorus needed a reality check when it came to speaking about his own mother. Even he held no ill will towards his personal mother. Arian was a name worthy of praise for what she had done for him and he would not tolerate that coming from anyone, much less her own son.