Home Sweet Tree House

Seneca hummed as Wylan explained more, his worries fading - but slowly. Accidents could always happen, and not every raid would be on friendly terms. A brow rose when his friend said an uncle of his was in another pack. He was surprised, both at the number of family and the fact that his family left their home pack. "If you're sure..." His tone was skeptical, but he offered his friend a small smile. He trusted Wylan absolutely, but it was hard to get passed what he knew, what his former family had experienced.

He cleared his throat, wanting to move on from the unfun thoughts of raids. "So your uncle lives in a different pack? Just how big is your family?" His smile increased, tail thumping a time or two on the floor. "Do you ever go visit him? Or others?"