The names that Regulus began to rattle off meant very little to Aslan, not one of them familiar to him. Of course beyond the wolves in Threar, perhaps a few from Abaven and Fiori and one or two loners the chocolate coloured male hadn't really met many other wolves anyway. Truth be told the tiger was lost in the list, though at the end of it all he was a little overwhelmed by the strange names and rather thorough account of who the boy had met in his life.
Cinder would be a pleasant distraction from all of that, chiming in now with a greeting of her own and commenting upon the size of the two boys, Regulus too would join in on that notion. "I'm guessing it's not exactly normal, didn't appear to be the case with my family anyway but there are probably other tall wolves out there." The festival had gathered a few, including some even bigger than the two boys.
Valhalla wasn't a pack name that was familiar at all to the boy, though one with that many wolves seemed rather unbelievable, there were a lot of wolves here now but surely there still wasn't even actually that many now? "I imagine so." Was all Aslan could really comment on the idea.
