The Point of Return

Apparently his father's name had been enough after all and he saw the recognition in her expression as soon as he said it. She revealed them to be cousins and he grinned at that fact, marveling at how small of a world it sometimes was to randomly run into a relative like this. "No kidding! That's amazing," he replied with gentle wags of his tail. He moved a bit closer so they could chat more comfortably and settled down onto his haunches. She mentioned how she was glad that his father had settled down and how she had never met her mother. His expression shifted slightly at that, his smile not quite as bright, but he didn't interrupt her, letting her go on as she asked about his father still being in the pack and saying how she never really got the chance to thank him. He had never really asked much about his father's life before his mother came into the picture and now he kind of wished he had so he would have some kind of idea about what Memento would have to thank him for, but he hadn't exactly been eager to spend time with his father when he was younger.

He gave a little shake of his head and replied, "No, Dad doesn't live with us any more. My mother... she disappeared when we were really little. We still don't really know what happened to her. My dad raised us on his own in the pack. He does have another mate now though. Eska is her name. They decided to leave and go adventure and explore on their own once me and my siblings turned two. Some sort of retirement, I guess." He chuckled and gave a little shrug. "He's happy though so I'm happy for him. A couple of my siblings are in The Hallows with me. Jane and Emile. One of our sisters, Everlyse, disappeared with our mom. Another, Lillith, used to live with us, but she went through some hard stuff a while back and decided to go explore the world with her boyfriend for a while." It did feel a little bit like their family had fractured and splintered until there wasn't much left, but he felt just as attached to the pack as he did his siblings and Artorias was practically a brother to him so all wasn't really lost.

"I don't think he would have thought that you took it for granted," he assured her after a moment, giving her a warm grin. "Dad always just likes helping everyone so whatever happened I'm sure he was happy to do it." He gave her another small shrug, hoping maybe that would comfort her at least a little bit. He had noticed that she didn't have any kind of pack scent or the like on her or even really any other wolves scents mixed with hers at all and he gave her a curious look, asking, "Are you just out here by yourself?" He knew not everyone necessarily needed or wanted to live in a pack or even in a group, but if she was alone and wanted somewhere to go he could probably make that happen.

"Ezra Adravendi"